Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 23, 2007
*So last night, I bawled. Grey’s Anatomy. It’s routine. But I didn’t expect it. I HATED this ferry boat 3 episode arc. I find Meredith to be whiny and was kind of happy she was underwater. I felt they dragged it out. It was worth it. It was worth it to get the grief that [...]
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 18, 2007
is Diana’s Bananas – babies.
Chocolate covered frozen bananas! We had them at work once for someone’s birthday and now someone makes sure they are stocked at all times.
They are beautiful and wonderful and only 6 grams of fat (not that I’m counting but I feel it justifies its’ awesomeness in some way).
My only challenge [...]
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 17, 2007
Not tonight anyway. I had mapped out today as the day that I was going to wrap up my essay for one of my applications (read: start). It’s on my future goals with this degree.
The problem is nailing down my future goals. This degree is my future! I have ideas of what I want to [...]
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 13, 2007
I hate when I think of a list of things that I hate on the way home but then can’t think of them when I want to write.
I hate confusion about time zones. You said you are calling me at 9:30 – is that your time? Well, it’s 9pm and no call so I guess [...]
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 13, 2007
So between BF’s *COUGH COUGH* (yes, it’s still around but not as bad) and my head cold and as of 7pm tonight, my *COUGH COUGH* (grrr!) we have put an embargo in place not to share a bed until we are both better. I’m not sure why sharing the same couch or space for long [...]
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 9, 2007
now I’m sick!
I love life! (but I also love being home!)
If I could figure out how to use this time productively, I’d be golden. GOLDEN.
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 7, 2007
I had just taken the time to do an AWESOME pie chart documenting my day today. It was intended to visually illustrate the point that my current career is nothing more than a regurgitator. (I just invented a new word and a new career, sweet) I regurgitate, like a fly. I am a fly.
But I [...]
Posted by: lifeisbusting on: February 6, 2007
Why are men such babies when they are sick??
This is what I experienced last night:
I’m fine really… COUGH COUGH COUGH [almost drives off the road]… I don’t want to go to the doctor, I’ll be fine… No, I don’t want cold medicine… [While at Store shopping for cold medicine because G.D. he needs to take [...]