February 2012
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My roommates are up talking loud enough to keep me awake, but not loud enough for me to hear. This makes me feel like they’re talking about me.
I always feel so much anxiety here because my job(s) exhaust me so much that the house is never spotless, but people think that I just stand around all day doing nothing. No joke, one of my former roommates didn’t even consider my job as a...
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Will someone take me to Medieval Times?
Boss 2: hey, I’m not coming in today. Just do these 6 things. Me: Cool, I’ll probably get done early. Ring ring ring Boss 2: hey, I have an order of three dozen that needs to be delivered in like an hour. Me: (as I’m mixing batter for what she needs delivered) Not gonna happen. The chocolate isn’t even in the oven because of the other five things you told me to do. Who...
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Melanie Griffith has seen better days.
I love that Giuliana Rancic just basically called Octavia Spencer fat. Yes, we realize that you’re a stick and that she has curves. STFU.
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Arthur making his own leg move. He’s so weird.
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I should not be so happy that my boss cancelled today. I mean, a sound that could only be described as a squeal of delight passed my lips.
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My cat grunts and farts when he poops. He also snores quite loudly when he sleeps. His farts are so loud that they sometimes wake me up. I like it that he grunts, I like it that he farts, and I like it that he snores. I think that when people choose to adopt pets that they should walk away from the kittens and maybe take a closer look at the older cats. You can’t shape them or play with them...
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I DID ALL THE THINGS!
I woke up before noon (ten, to be exact)
Did two loads of laundry
Folded one load (that’s usually Ben’s job, but I decided to score brownie points)
Wrote a blog post for my boss’s blog (I’m a ghost writer)
Watched two episodes of Hoarders and RuPaul’s Drag Race
Watched two episodes of New Girl
Watched one episode of Dance Moms.
It’s been a really...
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throwing-milkshakes-at-cars replied to your photo: This is how small they are!
Are those cupcakes for ant people?!
YES! I actually don’t have any idea why my boss made them or how she even got them into a muffin tin. IT’S A MYSTERY!
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Wedding.
Soooooo, I just found out that my mom is giving us about $800 for the wedding, plus she said that if we go with the old hotel that I looked at forever ago, that she’d put the money up for that, too. Granted, the deposit is completely refundable (I think…I still need to check), but that is so huge! This means that we might be able to actually do more than a dessert buffet! I’m so...
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I'm bored
A Through Z
A - Act your age - 25 B - Boyfriend - Engaged to Bennie C - Chore you hate - Dishes. D - Dad’s name - Christopher E - Essential make up item - Eyeliner F - Favorite actress - Maggie Smith? I really don’t remember G - Gold or silver - Silver H - Hometown - Nappanee, IN I - Instruments you play - None. I’m a turd. J - Job title - Assistant Baker. K - Kids - Arthur-Ragdoll...
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Ana asked for chili,
benetherington:
vicarvelociraptor:
benetherington:
so I went to the store and sliced and diced and got the basics in the pot. Then she kicked me out and took over.
I just caught her adding FREAKING PEANUT BUTTER. Jeezy creezy.
Hahhahaha, this chili is going to be pretty good.
I gotta admit, it was pretty good. It wasn’t recognizable as chili per se, but it was worth a second bowl.
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Ana asked for chili,
benetherington:
so I went to the store and sliced and diced and got the basics in the pot. Then she kicked me out and took over.
I just caught her adding FREAKING PEANUT BUTTER. Jeezy creezy.
Hahhahaha, this chili is going to be pretty good.
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I’m wearing my new Leslie Hall shirt and basking in post-ice cream fatness. This is the life, bitches.
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I’m going to read a book today.
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Ugh, it’s not even 6 am and I’m awake. I like my job, but I hate this part of it. It also doesn’t help that Ben never silences his phone and people text him at four in the morning, waking me up and leaving me unable to get back to sleep.
Happy Friday, dirtbags.