My dogs are making out in front of me. LITERALLY. Tongues are flailing about. Very French.
It's like doggie porn.
People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers. - Grey's Anatomy (Because I'm not eloquent enough to say something like that.)
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
I'm posting because McLoser says he will take me off of his Favorites list if I don't.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone. =)
I got a text from DB that said:
"VALENTINES DAY IS CANCELLED!! =( Apparently you told Cupid you were sexy? He died laughing."
An even better V-Day gift....the jackass resigned. Next week is his last week and I can say I'm jumping for joy to see him go Out of sight, Out of mind. Finally. Happy Valentines Day Hollie.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone. =)
I got a text from DB that said:
"VALENTINES DAY IS CANCELLED!! =( Apparently you told Cupid you were sexy? He died laughing."
An even better V-Day gift....the jackass resigned. Next week is his last week and I can say I'm jumping for joy to see him go Out of sight, Out of mind. Finally. Happy Valentines Day Hollie.