This blog was named after a long lost blogger pal of mine. It was created so my other blogger pals and I from the Awful Truth can avoid the twitards and have meaningful and intelligent conversations.
WARNING: This is a Twilight, Paris Hilton, Lilo & Kardouchian free no zone. Any posts regarding the aforementioned will be promptly deleted and the poster will be blocked from making any further comments. Thank you for your cooperation.
lfj is such a fickle lover...she stuck with Jake all during his fauxmance with Reese, and that took fortitude. Now she is tossing her passion to the wind for those Olyphant and O'Laughlin guys.
I still have PTSD from "higher math" classes. I suppose they were speaking English, but it just sounded like blah, blah, blah (only in the lost language of Gullah).
It's all in the O's P, all in the O's.... LOLOLOLOL! I couldn't resist that one. That's a funny, suggestive pic of Jake-it's been in print next to all the urinal stories. Looked at 2 skanky apartments today-one was just filthy and the other had scurrying tenants of the bug kind already. Big NO to both. I did a driveby of the one I'm looking at tomorrow morning, the outside is well maintained and the names on the doorbells are Jewish so I'm very hopeful on that one. Off to pack more, talk to you guys tomorrow.
Not these two P, both places I looked at today were Hindi or Pakistani names. I seemed to be seeing many Indian and Arabic people walking about the neighborhood too. I have no problem with that, I just want a clean, well maintained apartment. I've had a bad experience with a slum lord before, not going through that ever again. That's why I was excited when I found Rosenberg and Katz on the mailboxes at the third one. The inside of the hallway was clean and it didn't stink. I'm telling you, the minute I pulled up to the other two I was sure they were no's. The first one stunk like cat piss as soon as I opened the hallway door and had little buggy tenants already living in the apartment. The second one was empty, smelled like built up Indian cooking and the apartment was absolutely filthy. Grimy walls and windows and oil EVERYWHERE in the kitchen. Ugh. Am crossing my fingers about tomorrow, am liking the vibe so far. Ryan will surely be your daddy if you ask him- :)
TT, my condolences on the baby mamma situation (a term I am not allowed to use officially in reports, even though it describes a certain type of relationship presactly).
Why don't these guys get fixed, use protection, or whatever it would take to prevent random accidents?
Perhaps you could send your Boo a list of the Planned Parenthood offices in LA and let him know about the educational information they provide?!
My paternal g-g-g grandparents from Balleymoney, Antrim, Northern Ireland who were lucky enough to own land they could sell during the famine and move to America.
And how my uncles Samuel and George staggered home from the taverns of Spring Valley, their Irish drinking songs wafting across the fields towards their good Congregationalist neighbors.
And how one night Uncle Samuel refused to leave a tavern; and, when pushed out the door by the bartender, fell, cracked his head, and died.
And how years later during a donnybrook in the same tavern Uncle George was struck in the head and killed by a flying bottle.
So, raise your glasses with me (mine filled with be green mineral water) and sing “Carrickfergus” -- especially loudly on the line “I’m drunk today and I’m seldom sober” -- and think on Samuel and George.
what can i say? i just learned how to post pics inside my posts...
ReplyDeleteKaty bar the door!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletenow i have a reason for the warning about this blog having adult content!!! LOL
ReplyDeleteNo nudey shots from your bathroom mirror. We are not that kind of blog. ;-)
ReplyDeletedon't worry - i wouldn't want to intimidate Roc or any of the celebrities, esp. your boo Ryan.
ReplyDeleteOnce upon a long-ago time, I woulda gone banana whacko over this. Now, nahhhhh.
ReplyDeleteRaise your hand if you long for someone else more than you long for Jake.
(me with hand up)
I'm afraid the gilt is off the lily for me too. But I still have mah boo.
ReplyDeleteHey, Teddy. Are we able to insert pix in the blog too?
u two are just jealous cause he's all mine and he won't give either of u the time of day.
ReplyDelete"The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves." ~William Penn, Some Fruits of Solitude, 1693 LOL
and tisha, only if u can create a post which i don't think u can...
ReplyDeleteTake him! He's yours, all yours!
ReplyDeleteIf he did give me the time of day, I'd give it back. Promise.
lfj is such a fickle lover...she stuck with Jake all during his fauxmance with Reese, and that took fortitude. Now she is tossing her passion to the wind for those Olyphant and O'Laughlin guys.
ReplyDeleteIn celebration of Pi Day, I have renewed by membership in Geometry can kiss my Angle-Side-Side. Oh, such (mostly) right-brainedness!
ReplyDeletelfj, my granddaughter loves your comment...I read it to her, don't worry, she doesn't read our adult blog.
ReplyDeleteI still have PTSD from "higher math" classes. I suppose they were speaking English, but it just sounded like blah, blah, blah (only in the lost language of Gullah).
ReplyDeleteIs the Gran right-brained, as well?
u all lost me on the math stuff...math wasn't my best subject in school.
ReplyDeleteu woman are so fickled! guess lfj is going to have to change her moniker once again.
Yes, I agree, Teddy, a change is in the making for lfj.
ReplyDeleteThe gran is def right brained like her grannie, but is suffering through math classes now in school.
It's all in the O's P, all in the O's....
ReplyDeleteLOLOLOLOL! I couldn't resist that one.
That's a funny, suggestive pic of Jake-it's been in print next to all the urinal stories.
Looked at 2 skanky apartments today-one was just filthy and the other had scurrying tenants of the bug kind already. Big NO to both. I did a driveby of the one I'm looking at tomorrow morning, the outside is well maintained and the names on the doorbells are Jewish so I'm very hopeful on that one.
Off to pack more, talk to you guys tomorrow.
Honey, the names of the landlords for ALL the places in Skokie will be Jewish. You know that.
ReplyDeleteI've had a rough day. It looks like Ryan Phillippe is going to be a daddy again, and I've wanted him to be MY daddy.
Have a track meet I have to cheer on. See you all in excess of 5 hours.
Why the sudden urgency to move Judes? Just fed up with your current neighborhood?
ReplyDeleteNot these two P, both places I looked at today were Hindi or Pakistani names. I seemed to be seeing many Indian and Arabic people walking about the neighborhood too. I have no problem with that, I just want a clean, well maintained apartment. I've had a bad experience with a slum lord before, not going through that ever again. That's why I was excited when I found Rosenberg and Katz on the mailboxes at the third one. The inside of the hallway was clean and it didn't stink. I'm telling you, the minute I pulled up to the other two I was sure they were no's. The first one stunk like cat piss as soon as I opened the hallway door and had little buggy tenants already living in the apartment. The second one was empty, smelled like built up Indian cooking and the apartment was absolutely filthy. Grimy walls and windows and oil EVERYWHERE in the kitchen. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteAm crossing my fingers about tomorrow, am liking the vibe so far.
Ryan will surely be your daddy if you ask him-
:)
Hey Roc-we were posting at the same time. It's a long, boring story. I have to email it to you.
ReplyDeleteRoc, doncha know that Judes has to keep one step ahead of the law?!?
ReplyDeleteHullo? Everyone okay?
ReplyDeleteTrying in my imagination to create something to protect my snow piles which are diminishing and melting away.
Rage, rage against the sun and creeping warmth.
TT, my condolences on the baby mamma situation (a term I am not allowed to use officially in reports, even though it describes a certain type of relationship presactly).
ReplyDeleteWhy don't these guys get fixed, use protection, or whatever it would take to prevent random accidents?
Perhaps you could send your Boo a list of the Planned Parenthood offices in LA and let him know about the educational information they provide?!
Maybe tests will rule him out.
Today on St. Paddy’s Day, I am remembering:
ReplyDeleteMy paternal g-g-g grandparents from Balleymoney, Antrim, Northern Ireland who were lucky enough to own land they could sell during the famine and move to America.
And how my uncles Samuel and George staggered home from the taverns of Spring Valley, their Irish drinking songs wafting across the fields towards their good Congregationalist neighbors.
And how one night Uncle Samuel refused to leave a tavern; and, when pushed out the door by the bartender, fell, cracked his head, and died.
And how years later during a donnybrook in the same tavern Uncle George was struck in the head and killed by a flying bottle.
So, raise your glasses with me (mine filled with be green mineral water) and sing “Carrickfergus” -- especially loudly on the line “I’m drunk today and I’m seldom sober” -- and think on Samuel and George.
La Fhéile Pádraig Shona Daoibh!