What’s Up Chuck?
My mother is obsessed with a walking trail.
My brother is doing okay.
My sister is in the hospital and having her stomach cavity douched three times a day to clean out any and all bile left over from a series of botched operations that started with the removal of her gall bladder.
I am stressed out, trying to decide if I should go be with my sister, overwhelmed with birthday celebrations, both my own and all the other friends of mine who suddenly decided to have early March birthdays, dealing with bills from city and state, and dealing with work.
That’s what’s up.
Here is a close up on her blingged out headphones.
My friend sent me this BBC video link in an email with, “DJ PM,” as the subject.
“… get it, cos she’s in the twilight of her life
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/8550942.stm?ls “
Hey. I thought I should tell you some people to follow on Tumblr. You don’t have to have Tumblr to do that, Mom. You can follow them in your Google Reader. I’ll explain it over Christmas next year.
Here are my “Tumblr Crushes” (the nine people whose posts I “like” the most):
- Ed - Duh. My…
My neighbors gave me a cute little birthday cake last night before my birthday party. I didn’t have the time, energy, nor hunger to eat it when they gave it to me, so I put it in my fridge.
Even though it had my name on it, written on it, and my roommate Kate knew that it was my birthday, she still came home drunk and ate 9/10ths of it.
I woke up to this sight.
I didn’t do it alone, and if the French Connection hasn’t sent me the check yet, but… we did do what they wanted.
I haven’t discussed this with Kelly and Will yet, but if we do get a chunk of cash from Fcuk, I would like to spend it all on a giant Chatroulette-Lingerie party. Good idea?
If you didn’t see the video of me and Will meeting up with our chat vixen, click here.
