Sleepy, grouchy, bitchy, impatient and all the other dwarves
It's not Christmas yet, fuckers. So stop playing 24 hours of Christmas music every day. Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas and I love Christmas music but dammit, we have not had THANKSGIVING yet! The Raleigh Christmas parade was this past Saturday. It's fucking ridiculous.
My hair cannot seem to decide between straight or curly so it's inbetween and I hate it.
Getting fat again, despite recent rave reviews.
I have a weird taste in my mouth and a slight cough and my house is messy and my mother will be driving up tomorrow and I hate cleaning and I don't want to be at work and I'm all twitterpated over my new guy and he's leaving tomorrow although he did tell me he's going to do his damndest to be back for my birthday (Dec. 18th) and wants to take me to tour the Biltmore Estate to see it all decorated for Christmas.
He also did give up Monday Night Football with the guys last night AND taped the two-hours of Prison Break so he could make me dinner. All his idea.
Must run, brb.
My hair cannot seem to decide between straight or curly so it's inbetween and I hate it.
Getting fat again, despite recent rave reviews.
I have a weird taste in my mouth and a slight cough and my house is messy and my mother will be driving up tomorrow and I hate cleaning and I don't want to be at work and I'm all twitterpated over my new guy and he's leaving tomorrow although he did tell me he's going to do his damndest to be back for my birthday (Dec. 18th) and wants to take me to tour the Biltmore Estate to see it all decorated for Christmas.
He also did give up Monday Night Football with the guys last night AND taped the two-hours of Prison Break so he could make me dinner. All his idea.
Must run, brb.
posted by Natalie | 8:16 AM
1 Comments:
Biltmore is really nice at Christmas. I've been there twice during the holidays.
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