Ya know, hmm, I seem to be completely without anything to say today…
…cuz, ya know, what could I possibly have to talk about today?
I am Jack's smirking revenge.
Ya know, hmm, I seem to be completely without anything to say today…
…cuz, ya know, what could I possibly have to talk about 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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You could totally talk about how you saw “The Waterfalls” in New York City… and how unimpressive they were.
You could totally talk about what you had for dinner… and maybe through up some of that food porn you have in that hidden folder.
You could totally talk about how Georgie has been typing again lately… the Great American Kitty Novel will be forthcomin.
You could totally talk about how living in a cardboard box would both save money and the environment as well.
You could totally talk about how awesome I am for giving you all these ideas about things to talk about.
Dawg, I think I sufficiently covered how lame those supposed waterfalls were when we were driving by. That’s not art, that’s someone dumping water over the side of some construction material.
Dawg, I had the same dinner as last night. And this computer doesn’t have any porn on it, food or otherwise. It’s very sad about that. But I did watch Hell’s Kitchen on it! That’s food porn, right?
Dawg, a sample of tonight’s writing:
jmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
She’s a writer.
Dawg, don’t put it past me to show up with my microwave box, the stuffed ameenals, and the kitties. Everything else can stay behind for now…
Dawg, you are the awesomest.
You can talk about me. I like when people talk about me.
Really the Waterfalls weren’t pretty…I saw pictures and really wanted to go. I think the Princess would like them.
Is there something secret happening today? That’s the message I got from your post.
Dawg,
Sparky, ok, we’ll talk about you. You love TV, you love Princess, you love it when your internet works. I’ve got that all right, yah?
Avi, there is nothing secret happening today.
I do not like it when you wink at me and I don’t know what the secret wink is for.
I am mystified
Awww, Dawg is a keeper.
Secret? Hmmm, I sense a Conspiracy. We’ve got ways of making you talk, Poppy. Yes, ways.
ah come on, tell us! tell us! tell us!
ah come on, tell us! tell us! tell us!
ah come on, tell us! tell us! tell us!
ah come on, tell us! tell us! tell us!
ah come on, tell us! tell us! tell us!
…… Did I mention that my ways are annoying?
Um… the bipotentiality of the undifferentiated gonads?
Britt,
*giggle*
Geeky Sis, I know, I know. But cryptic Poppy is FUN Poppy!
Dragon, Dawg truly is a keeper, and I hope he doesn’t mind that I’m keeping him forever and ever and ever.
And good luck with getting me to talk. I keep a mean secret.
Finn, did you just call me a hermaphrodite? I’m not saying that’s a bad thing, I’m just checking…
teenage baloney is robbing my minding of its ability to decrypt. Have some pity on me. I am MUCH older than you.
What’s worse? Having nothing to post at all, or having something to post, but completely forgetting what it was about, without any recollection of ever knowing what it was about? I totally don’t remember what I was going to post today.
Hmm. That just reminded me of Better off Dead, with the two brothers…
“Two brothers… One speaks no English, the other learned English from watching “The Wide World of Sports.” So you tell me… Which is better, speaking no English at all, or speaking Howard Cosell?” LOL
Maman, decryption methods are not working today. Try again after the holiday.
Yoshi, that movie is awesome!
For the record: I LOVE MATT DAMON.
Damn wominsfolk and their crypticality…. mudder mudder
Creature, you have issues, sir. It was Dawg’s birthday but he didn’t previously want anyone mentioning it, and then Miss Ann went and mentioned it so I could FINALLY reveal to the entire universe that my boy’s birthday was that day!!! YIPPY!
Birthdays are important days. It’s the day the world welcomed you in… What’s more important than that?