Well.
The less said about English, the better.
I'll leave it to your able imaginations.
But, today has been bad enough that I had to leave my pit of a room, in search of comfort, in search of something to take my mind off... stuff.
So, on opening the freezer, I found - what is commonly known as - the Holy Grail.
Yep, that's right.
We have Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough.
Well, I said 'have'...
Wow, two sets of elipses in one blog. That's well above the allowed quota. Never mind.
Anyway, back to the point. I no longer care that I won't fit into a size eight prom dress. I am darn content with size ten. And if you do not like it, you may eat my shoes. But not my shiny new gold ones. Because they are very pretty. Which reminds me. I still haven't bought those bloody prom tickets. Fucking prom. Argh.
1 comment:
NOW NOW COUSIE
You have an extension.
But only because I gave you one.
Dont say naughty things about those fucking prom tickets, even though they are indeed. Just that.
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