the messiness of reality can't be faked
I know, I know, yesterday was Wordless Wednesday and now today will be a day where you see no more posts on this blog than this one (unless Dawg decides to use his goD powers and post something here, har) but I assure you I’ll be back in full force tomorrow. Or, rather, my posts will be.
Have. a. good. one. for me. I need you to. Don’t let me down. kthxbai.
PS - You look extra pretty today.
This morning I bought potato salad, a bean burrito, and cookies. I'm very curious to see which of these items I actually eat for lunch.
commentsAllie loves it when I clean her ears with Q-tips. She's purrrrrrring.
commentsVoodoo doughnut. Nuff said.
commentsShhhh, don't tell anybody, but the landlord just told me there's free cable here. (Not. gonna. do. it.)
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thanks for noticing how pretty I look today
Empanada, for the record you look pretty every day, but today you just have that extra pretty glow about you. Don’t forget to have a really good day for me, please.
Exchange of e-mails between myself and K-Girl while I’m in Africa:
K-Girl: How you doin’?
Mike: I’m pretty tired. But I look on the bright side, at least I’m pretty. ;-)
K-Girl: My evil mind is at work (cackles).
Couple of hours later, here’s the e-mail I get.
I’ll have it changed to “Extra pretty” now.
Mikey, I just laughed my pretty little head off. Thank you for that.
You don’t look so bad yourself!
Good luck today. I’m here if you need me!
Fab, thanks.
Avi, thank you. It went surprisingly well. And then I went to Starbucks.
Thanks, I tried something different with my hair today.
I will have an extra super duper day, JUST FOR YOU, bebeh. And I’m-a lookin’ forward to your return.
Im late to the party but Im thinking of ya.
And not in that creepy way either…
You look pretty, too!
I look especially good, I know, in my jammies and unshowered.
Thanks, Geek. I knew you were. You’re a southern gentleman despite your pervish exterior.
Sybil, yes! Unshowered is sex-eh!
Can I just say? I’m totally proud of you, Miss Poppy. YAY! You. Rock.
Thanx for noticing. I did fit into my size 38’s for the first time in years.
Thanks for making me think I’m pretty today. If you could see the baggage under my eyes, maybe you would have said something else.
Sour, thank you, sweetie.
Mel, I’m proud of me too. I am much stronger than I used to think I was.
Wah, you look pretty even when you don’t fit into a size 38.
DCMM, baggage is pretty, you just have to give it a chance.