Whew…
Okay, I’m in. Thank god. That was a close one.
Breathe in…Breathe out…
Okay, I’m in. Thank god. That was a close one.
Breathe in…Breathe out…
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Um, I got in OK while you guys were locked out. I don’t know if that means anything, but I do feel bad about it.
If I am interpreting this correctly…which I believe I am…. you are talking about being locked out of facebook? The DEVIL that is Facebook? Do you see this CLEAR addiction now? HELP IS NEEDED! Good thing you are coming here in TWO SECONDS and I can detox you!! it involves sheet cake, red wine, bad teen movies, girly gossip and a man called Chuckles.
I can’t say for sure if my head will combust or not while I try to decide if I enjoy the addiction or the detox more – so does that mean I must increase said addiction to increase the aforementioned detox. Should I feign being cured only to repeat detox? The choices…the choices…which all sound so good if sheet cake, sarah and chuckles stop by….
You go, Rachel. You stand up for what you believe in, take what you want. I’m going to go find a classic looking ghetto blaster now and hold it up whilst playing “Independent Women: Part 1″ a la Hugh Grant.
God, I wish I was Hugh Grant… Xo.
You’re the urban Hugh Grant, Bobby – more grit, less priss. ;-)