Very sad day today. Boyfriend's friend is not expected to make it through the day. Apparently she contracted some flesh-eating bacterial disease. CDC does not know what it is. She's quarantined and being treated by bio-suits.
Asked Boyfriend when was the last time he saw her. Said he hugged her and kissed her on FRIDAY. Have obviously been in contact with Boyfriend since Friday. Been Googling the situation every five minutes to see if anything pops up while visions of The Stand dance through head.
Awessoooooomme.
Maybe will be Molly Ringwald's character and mysteriously immune to the whole thing, deigned to repopulate the planet with Gary Sinise... only not as a brunette. Not a good decision for either Molly or me. Just so long as don't end up with Laura San Giacomo's fate.
Although that silver streak was pretty bitchin'.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Because I want to update my blog, but am too lazy to finish the story about the almost-fistfight I started. Now that's a good story.
Jamie: Will you be my bug killer and pickle jar opener?
Boyfriend: I already am.
Jamie: I know. I just wanted to make it official.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Both literally and metaphorically
Boyfriend: I thought getting back into a relationship would be like riding a bike.
Jamie: Yes, Boyfriend, but we both wrecked.
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