Just read Requiem for a Dream this weekend, and I really have no clue why I did.
I wouldn't know, but it seems to have a firm grasp of what addiction will do to you.
Depressing.
Just saw JT down at the Applebee's in Natomas. True to shy-guy form, I did not approach him. Besides, I'm kind of a grown a** man (about his age), and I don't know if it would have been proper. I just let him eat in peace.
Except when they start clawing into your skin and/or drooling on your clothes....there's nothing quite like the feeling of a warm cat on your lap.
I appear to be getting closer and closer to joining the likes of the minivan owners of America club. Car dealers are pretty annoying but I'm almost down to the price I want and just whipped out my secret weapon... a friend in the same predicament. Hoping a 2 for 1 is enough to get things done.
I'm keeping it along with my 2 seater, thanks.
Unfortunately my lawn is a disaster.So you live on both sides of the fence, and your grass is always green. Good deal.
I am seeing another root canal in my future. Chomping into my favorite Trader Joes pita chips tonight and "whoah, where'd the corner of my tooth go?" I still had some work needed from the last one so I'm gonna feel all stupid calling the dentist up tomorrow. Really should have learned from last time.