Monthly Archive for April, 2007

arnold palmers of the world, unite!

i had no idea until recently that half iced tea/half lemonade was called an arnold palmer. i love that drink. it’s good with green tea/lemonade, too.

somebody needs to hit me

i am the worst girlfriend ever. there are about 15 dishes in the kitchen that need to be washed. last time the dishes needed washed there were about 150 and marques stood in the kitchen and scrubbed each and every dish for 90 minutes because that is how marques is, he’s a doer, and not a putteroffer.

i am a putter offer, and i don’t want to do the dishes.

so i am sitting here eating his easter candy.

seriously, tomorrow you might see a “and then marques broke up with me because i hate doing dishes and i ate all the cadbury eggs” post.

heartbreak of the world #982

i was watching the wonder years on some crappy cable access channel and then it went to a time-life music collection infomercial.

hosted by air supply. the co-host, angela, is like, “i can’t believe i’m sitting here with AIR SUPPLY!”

me either, angela. me either.