<--pretty sheer fuchsia. looks like 2011 will be the year of mac, too. : )
speaking of which, happy new year, google blog and everyone else. i rang in the new year at a friend's pajama party(no, really), playing kings-sucking at never have i ever-and glee karaoke for wii. fireman contacted me and i almost caved, but i'm glad i stuck to what i know is best for both of us. if i really want this to be my year, as most odd number years are, i need to be realistic about what i'm focusing on: saving money/getting more overtime hours at work; really making classes a priority; really looking into where the whole design thing can go. not necessarily in that order, but there's no room for pampering a guy who's really too much for me to handle, emotionally, as kind as he may be at times.
watching the jets game, as usual...rex ryan is playing his back up team, and they're fucking KILLING it out there. bills aren't the first thing to come to mind when i think of a tough team to play, but still...why is this not his starting lineup? why is marc sanchez even playing at all? what's going on with rex ryan's wife and the foot fetish thing(NICE SHOES!)? whatever, all i wanted was playoffs, and it looks like its going to happen, so i'll be grateful.
it's fifty degrees out--the day before i got back to work. why oh why was it snowing 23' this time last week instead of balmy weather for vacation...? hahahaha, i love new jersey. about to settle in for 8 hours of the stand(wasnt rob lowe sexy when he was younger? he doesnt even talk in this series, either. amazing). i'd totally marry him.
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