Tell me, scott, do you still have to slip yourself a Robypnol just to rub one out?
Salve, Regina, Mater misericordiae
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra
Salve, Salve Regina
Ad te clamamus exsules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
O clemens O pia
And Stagey, dear dear Stagey... I'd try to give some kind of witty response, but when you don't even correctly spell the name of the drug your punch line depends on, I just can't be bothered.
Salve, Regina, Mater misericordiae
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra
Salve, Salve Regina
Ad te clamamus exsules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
O clemens O pia
I was with my family this New Years, so it wasn't too crazy. The last couple of weeks have been pretty mellow, which is actually quite refreshing. I'm sure I'll have a crazy story to tell you soon enough though! No worries
I don't know why I'm admitting this, but I had a dream last night that ya'll got to the 21st thread without me and I was really sad that I didn't get to name it. Weird.
ETA: I also dreamt that I was at Build-a-Bear with my folks and insisted on making a lamb dressed as Liza Minelli.
I don't know what I ate before I went to bed last night, but I need to make sure never to do it again.
I've never cried over a guy before. I'm not sure how I should feel.
To make a very long story short, my boyfriend would rather spend time at a bar with his friends than with me. I'm going to try to talk to him tonight about this, and if giving me one night out of his oh-so-busy schedule is too much, then I'm calling it quits.
Relationships suck. That's why I don't bother with them!
First day back at the old internship and literally just about nothing has changed. Which is good, actually, I think. I work for a different department and the guy who was sexually harassing me last year isn't there anymore, but all the fun people I like are still around. Yay!
I talked to Jim last night and I love him even more for how he responded. He listened to every word I said, and sounded eager to do more in the relationship. Yay! And I didn't even cry.
Cheyenne Jackson tickled me. AFTER ordering SoMMS a drink but NOT tickling him, and hanging out with Girly in his dressing room (where he DIDN'T tickle her) but BEFORE we got married. To others. And then he tweeted Boobs. He also tweeted he's good friends with some chick on "The Voice" who just happens to be good friends with Tink's ex. And I'm still married. Oh, and this just in: "Pettiness, spite, malice ....Such ugly emotions... So sad." - After Eight, talking about MEEEEEEEE!!! I'm so honored! :-)
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