I used to feel like people read this blog.
there was commenting. e-mailing. the occassional, "OH! so YOU'RE suki!" at the gym or whatnot...
now, you've grown complacent my weary readers. (and no. I WILL NOT accept responsibility for this...regardless of whether or not my blog has been sucking horse dong)
you (plural) need to make it up to me. inspire me.
I want flowers. candy. baked goods and cash donations PRONTO, punks!
8 comments:
Boo...
Here's a complement...your hair is good. That's just one, I have another here...you're really good at making cookies, on Sundays in the afternoon.
You are right. I suck.
did I mention I like chocolate???
wait...
I am still holding out for that pumpkin bake-off/showdown that you promised me/threatened me with.
So there.
Comment that, biatch.
Oh...and you look like a badass on the rocks.
And I envy your skinny little butt.
Okay?
Wait...that's not all.
I have some junior mints and some Ovaltine I'm willing to share, but I suppose neither item qualifies as true chocolate.
It's the thought that counts.
What are you going to be for halloween?
:)
How's that for comments???
I could keep this up all night, sister...
but, I'll spare you.
I just checked you're blog tonight. Freakin Love it! I'm from jerzee so I totally get the style and lingo. This will be a daily visit. I will even make a linky link when I get around to it...
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