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...it's not just a title, it's a way of life.
I haven't been out of the house since last Thursday.
We're supposed to get 6-8 inches of snow tonight, so I probably won't get out of the house until this Thursday, as I'm guessing we'll have a snow day tomorrow and I don't work on Wednesdays, anyway.
It's been 5 weeks and a day since I've smoked.
I still have the urge every 30 minutes or so, though.
Sarah Palin doesn't have to use a damn teleprompter...she uses
Caribou Barbie's voice grates on my ears like fingernails on a chalkboard.
That uber-classy (yes, I'm being sarcastic) Chicago pawnbroker,
I fucking hate snow. And I'm gettin damn sick and tired of the weather people calling it a "snow event". It's a fucking snowstorm, you imbeciles. An "event" is something you look forward to...like...a prom. Or a wedding. I do not look forward to schlepping through ass-deep snow and freezing all my little delicate parts off, thankyouverymuch.
Oh...and as if giving up the smokes isn't enough, I'm desperately trying to avoid the carbs and eat healthy.
I want a fucking donut. And a piece of pie.
It's pretty bad when I feel like all I have to look forward to is the next episode of
Maybe I have cabin fever.