Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Monday, August 22, 2005
My butt...
Yeah, you read that correctly, my butt is still sore but my back, hip, knee and ankle hurt more. Supermarket floors are killers. I'll live to slip again, I'm sure of it. Oh a sad note...my Katie left for college over the weekend. Yes, Katie has been unleashed on a unsuspecting Amish population in Lancaster PA, at Franklin and Marshall. I sense trouble is brewing. If anyone wants to send her a birthday card....email me and I will get you her address. She will be 18 on Sept 11th and I'm sure a bunch of birthday cards in her mail box, from strangers none the less, will perk up her day. I have to mail her birthday/ graduation present/ care package. Don't let me forget...lol.
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Who gives a crap about Nascar scanner. I can not believe that you have not grown out of your clumbsy state.
College is great. Muwahaha
Kaitlin Rose Leach...you are in so much trouble. I emailed you and you never responded. I know you got the email because you visited my site. You little turd..i need your personal school # so I can mail you something. Atleast answer my email. MAN! Love ya, tard.
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