lundi

baby i can't do this alone...

jeudi

WELL, HERE THEN. BUT. HE WOULDN'T DIG YOUR 'CLUBBING' EITHER...see quote below...


"I don't like the glamorous nights so much. I usually leave depressed and I don't know why.... I like the local bar with money in the jukebox and a pretty girl next to me."
~Vince Vaughn

And you know where he hangs out when he's here Liz? MY bar, that's where...the one he got arrested at, Cowboys, aka Firebelly Lounge. Nope. he would NOT even go inside of those silly 'dance clubs' with "Dee Jay Time" and the slickly produced R&B and 'flavor-of -the-moment' bands...or whatever. But damn, y'all do favor...
Yer welcome luv...i always like to hang out with ya, and next meal will be at my place, and MUCH better. though that one was right durn good. Hope you have a beautiful day. p.s. your feet are soooo extra sexy/pretty with that new nail polish. damn.

I did a pic of you, sort of an 'oil painting' type look, of course you'll hate it, but still...


ELIZABETH!

mardi

Well Elizabeth...I guess our thousands of phucked up readers reckon we've called it quits, but we both know we're just dealing with heavy personal shite. Hey, I took another on-line test, I know, I know, it's intended for women...or transvestites, but these are my favorite panties on a chick. (not that you'd know! I brought you panties before and never even got to see you wear em. You ingrate.) Write something soon girl, you're the hyper one here!



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We are on a brief sabatical. Actually I'm moving across the way to a bigger appartment.
Vince Vaughn
OH Elizabeth!...sorry not to post my love, I've been devastatingly depressed...breaking up with HER, moving to a new apt with TES, the dang computer crashing 100 times, $500 in the hole to the bank and $50 to one of my best pals....couple all that stress with the OCD and anxiety and my cutting WAY down on drinking...and the Israel situation with the massacre of Jews...i say F**K the Arabs, or more precisiley Islam...Bush waffling like a panty waist, is he a freaking Muslim now or what?...man I've been so low I could sit on a dime and dangle my legs, it's getting kinda comfy here on the canvas, but I'll get up fore the count of 10 baby. When Gabrielle ran off the other night I really just wanted to die, I mean, please don't take the dog for the love of God...but when she showed up at the door at 6 in the am...man, things suddenly seemed a whole lot better. Kinda put things in perspective, I suppose. Thank God for old friends...like you. I dropped in on Sexy Sekimori, one of my favorite chicks...the one who, among other cool things, has all the on-line tests, and took the 'which blogging tool are you' quiz. Here's my results, which, sadly, about sums things up. (I wanted to be something cool, like Movable Type, dammit. And I'm NOTHING if not reliable, as you know...and cute I ain't. Sheesh.)


blogger
You are not very reliable but people like you anyway because you are so easygoing and fun to be with. And cute, too.

Which Blogging Tool Are You?


I'll be back soon pretty woman...btw, if you want Vince you need to learn how to spell VAUGHN. And I'll address the Ann issue later...and change your font color for you...I know you're fixated on having that done....

samedi

My Withering Repartèè

Oh baby. You so have got it coming. As soon as I finish washing my hands...
P.S.
What's with this "Was that a pun intended" What is that about? English is your second language now? Cause that just makes no sense...
Lizze. SEE? There you go....attention to detail. Sheesh.
Liz, baby. This template just really sucks. One thing, I bet no one else in the world has the thing. I mean, where are the nuts? What's with this ADVACADO thing on the left there? It looks vulgar. All these fruits...well, won't speak for you, but personally, I ain't no fruit. But then, I'm no vegatable either, so I'll be a banana. With nuts. Yes, we have no bannas. And what about my panic disorder? Where's that? You are focusing on the obvious, and it's giving me a panic attack. Depression? Where's that one, Liz? Cause we both know soneone who's depressed now don't we? Re the job you applied for: if it requires "attention to detail" then i think you have a pretty good shot at it. OK. Gotta go find my wallet, B&N called and my book is in...