Just gotta sort some things out first. Like pictures and memories and more pictures and my apartment, which looks like the tornado that carried Dorothy and Toto off to Oz. Except, without all the fun midgets.
Resurrecting this beastie once again because I seem to have convinced myself that people actually care about what I think. What an effing narcissist! Also, I had a giant baby last summer and I'm still married to the best guy in the world! We're Los Angeles transplants living in Nashville. Which means the giant baby I birthed is SOUTHERN.
3 comments:
For reals, where are our worker midgets? I also request massage midgets and financial planner midgets. If any surface for you, please let me know.
hellooo
"orygm"
It's coming! I swear!!!
"nontich"
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