dirty roos

This morning I was picking up my log's dirty roos, folding them and putting them back in his drawer. Then I watched him get out of the shower and put a dirty roo on. Disgusting. I about puked in my mouth. I know it's wrong, but I'm at the end of my nice gal road here.....

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get your gnarly tweet on

I found this new craziness online called twitter. I say it's crazy, but I'm soooo addicted.

And I'm seriously having some anxiety lately, but have no idea why....

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Just me, my log and rock

My log gave me a rock tonight for Christmas Eve. Says it's a "mineral" that will bring me happiness and increase energy circulation throughout my body. Yeah right. My first thought was, "Fuck Off." As much as I want to believe in fairies, witches, and crystals that will cure hemorrhoids, let me be the first to break your spirit by saying -- it ain't happenin', oh wise ones....

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