totogirl's thoughts on oz
11.07.2005
i was aiming for a great shot of abs bathroom
but sitting in the tub is so much more fun.
abby thought it would be fun to get me in the shower...
now it's her turn.
11.06.2005
the bedrooms
so here is the upstairs level. this includes joel and i's roomsand abby and brandons room.
this is joel and i dressing room.
look how cool the furniture is.
i believe the word "orgasmic" was used
so we found out that joel's knife he keeps for protection is against the bride of chucky
so we still havent taken our dresses off
they are fun to wear and that is all i have to say
the main level
this is the main level where everyone enters the house. i left the back deck out because right now it looks more like a landfill than a deck. it is quite nice except the scary ent tree back there (there is also a rock in the front with a face)We give lessons on how to be
white trash....make sure to booze it up
as much as possible.
make sure you get in plenty of fights
too. the more you threaten with kitchen
utensils the better.
walk this way...you know we could
be working out but what are the chances?
the rest that comes after we
workout before we can make it downstairs
were are so proud of our
structural additions to the house.
the basement
the basement. what can i say? it is underground and has all the leftovers from the house...wouldn't she look so cute
in those?
Brandon takes out his aggression on
someone who wont fght back
abby and i rest after not working
out on the elliptical.
our attempt at a
cute Anne Geddes
but I am not young enough
the real use for the ellipitical
is to watch people using the comp
11.05.2005
and that is all she wrote....
so we are moved into our new house. it is great. i am so excited to live somewhere that has color on the walls and we can do with as we please. we got a lot done and unpacked today. thank you so much to everyone that helped and thanx lexa for the food. it was greatly appreciated. i will post pics as soon as simon gets my comp working or we get kodak downloaded onto brandons. too tired to write anymore.
I'm Afghanistan!
In the words of Bob Dylan, you "haven't known peace and quiet
in so long [you] don't remember what it's like!" Sad but true. Boss
after boss has led you around, using you for their nefarious purposes, and dumping you
when the time was right. You've hurt and been hurt and now you're just sick and tired.
When will people leave you alone and let you do your own thing? But you
don't really even know what you want anymore.
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