"Any song that includes 'shake your bumbumma' deserves to be on my playlist!" -Susannah referring to Black Eyed Peas' "Hey Mama"
I'd really like to get a manicure tonight. Pretty long french tips with maybe a rhinestone on the ring fingers. Yay!
"I don't want to know what turns Hilary Cliton on.
I know what turns Bill Clinton on... anything but Hilary." -Deborah
My father says I should give my opinion on the current politics on here. I get way too into politics emotionally to really get into it. I usually just come away completely annoyed. I am very much a Republican and I can't stand Bush-bashing. So much so that my relationship with my friend, Phil, has never been quite the same since learning he was a Gore supporter. Ick.
Honeyman and I know to not bring up politics because he doesn't like G-Dubya. He also hates John Kerry, so we can remain friends. He says he isn't going to vote for the presidential elections. I asked him to vote for Nader. :) Hahaha.
"Small Molly Mormon is different than regular small." -Elizabeth
I want to go shopping. :) I want some new jeans. The only ones that I wear are paneled flares. They were on sale but a lil too big but I bought them anyway. Then they shrunk. Only- they shrunk lengthwise but not wide...wise. So they fall down, but are too short. Hmmmm.
"If I could see him he'd be dead fly meat." -Dad
I've decided that i hate flies. There was one in the kitchen that was almost the size of a chapstick cap! Soooooo annoying. Especially because it landed in my hair about fifty gajillion (rough estimate) times. Ick, blech, etc. It was a spastic little thing, too. It could not sit still to save its life (well, I guess that would be the opposite. It would not sit still to save its life, cause if it'd landed I'd've squished it.) So I was wandering around the kitchen at 2 a.m., holding a flyswatter, and muttering Utah-swear-words under my breath. How is someone supposed to play solitaire when there is an insect in their ear?
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