Jul 31, 2008

The last 24 hours have been very tramatic for me:
  • We're housesitting and the couple usually buys several six packs of good beer, this time when they left they said there was beer and food in the fridge. All we found was two beers left in an empty six pack and two frozen pizzas.

  • Baddass promised me ice cream and peaches and never paid up.
  • I don't like housesitting.

  • The dogs ate my shoe and I had to go to work with chewn shoe.

  • No food = no lunch to take to work = fast food = indigestion.

  • The button on my jeans fell off for the 100th time.
  • I made fried green tomatoes, they were delicious... This wasn't tramatic, I'm hoping its the turning point.

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