Today is my last day in sunny Southern California. Tear. So naturally, my mother decides that today is the day we should tackle the chore of putting all the Christmas decorations away and taking down the Christmas Tree. I wish I had pictures of this so that you could see just how big a job this is. To put it plainly, it was just what I wanted to do on my last day here. NOT.
Also, I have now come to the conclusion that all guys are the same. I always try to make excuses and I tell myself that there are exceptions...but in reality it's not true. They're all the same and since I can't stand it I'll probably end up an old maid. Or as an ex-roommate of mine used to say, "I'm gunna be the first mormon nun."
3 comments:
A nun is seeming like such a brilliant life choice these days... as was, I thought your dual blogging. One was for poetry and one was for everything else. Genius. :)
yes. I mean... no. CRAP. :)
what do you mean by all guys are the same? That's as unfair a comment as all pretty girls are stuck up. With such a bold comment an explanation would be expected
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