tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59068262011-04-21T22:04:01.677-05:00Which beer is mine?A 26ish girl, who likes beer, sports, and boysBluenoreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1088463004070398062004-06-28T17:46:00.000-05:002004-06-28T17:50:04.070-05:00My dearest blogger,
Please don't be angry. I know I've been a neglecting friend, but I am back. We discussed my commitment issues early on, I hope you understood. I will try to be better!
Hugs,
BlueBluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1077734488768806282004-02-25T12:39:00.000-06:002004-02-25T12:44:17.826-06:00You know that song She's Gonna Break by Less than Jake? That's me. Right now. Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1077242472247308802004-02-19T20:01:00.000-06:002004-02-19T20:03:54.030-06:00Monday: Hours worked = 14, Papers written for school = 1.5
Tuesday: Hours worked = 10, Test taken for school = 1, Paper written for school = .5
Wednesday: Hours worked = 13.5, Paper written for school = 1, Test taken = 1
Thursday: Hours worked = 10, Paper written for school = 2 (okay, technically journal reviews)
Me = exhausted. One more day. One more 14 hour day. Can I do it? I think I Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1077075357955526282004-02-17T21:35:00.000-06:002004-02-17T21:39:04.593-06:00Blogger and I don't seem to be seeing eye to eye right now. PUBLISH MY POST.NOW!Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1076989101421387002004-02-16T21:38:00.000-06:002004-02-16T21:47:10.356-06:00Okay, FOX higher ups we have to talk. The O.C., I love it. My Big Fat Obnoxious fiance, it's hysterical. Mumble, mumble...American Idol....fine, FINE, FINE, I am drawn to it. But I am drawing the line, a HUGE BOLD line at the Littlest Groom. FOX you are seriously freaking me out. Sorry. You just are. Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1075913141610584162004-02-04T10:43:00.000-06:002004-02-04T10:51:49.483-06:00Well, it's hump day and I am in a fowl mood. Very fowl. And it sucks to be in a grumpypants mood on a day called hump day. Soooo, any takers on why I am in the fowl mood? Here's why. I fall asleep last night around midnight. 2:00 am the phone rings......ignore.....2:15 am the phone rings....Now I am up. WIDE AWAKE. This girl is not falling back a sleep. Now I know you are saying, why Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1075479028897522932004-01-30T09:59:00.000-06:002004-01-30T10:16:28.420-06:00It's FRIDAY!!!!! Damn do I love Friday's. I have really come to appreciate the weekends. There's drinking, there's relaxing, there'a boys. This weekend there's the Superbowl. The Panthers. The Patriots. Who the fuck thought the Panthers would make it to the Superbowl. Who? Okay, okay Carolinanians (you know that's people from Carolina) take a seat, obvisously you thought it. Another Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1075347105891541702004-01-28T21:31:00.000-06:002004-01-28T21:33:57.170-06:00Reality television is my guilty pleasure. I just can not stop watching it. My newest addiction is The Apprentice. I love it. And I can not wait for Survivor All Stars. The Amazing Race ranks as one of my favorites as well. Maybe I should consider cable, but I have a sneaking suspicion that would lead to more reality TV. Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1075176856693590892004-01-26T22:14:00.000-06:002004-01-26T22:16:25.390-06:00The weekend went by way to fast. The very casual baby shower was beyond fab! Def. good times with good friends. It is amazing how life changes. 2 years ago, I moved out on my own and became a big girl. I got my own apartment and started doing my own thing. During that time, I grew apart from the circle of friends I have had since I was in grade school. The six of us were pretty much Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1074872717329972942004-01-23T09:38:00.000-06:002004-01-23T09:47:20.746-06:00It's Friday! I am ready, beyond ready, for the weekend. BRING.IT.ON. I've got a jammed packed weekend. I am having a very, casual baby shower at my place for a friend and then Sunday is the fancy pants shower for said friend. So for the casual shower, we are ordering in food and drinking (before you go calling DCFS, the mom to be is not drinking...jeez), opening presents, etc. However, I Bluenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906826.post-1074724428803825412004-01-21T16:26:00.000-06:002004-01-21T16:37:20.326-06:00So I started this blog as a way to release stress and all it did was cause more stress. Why? Cause I can never do anything the simple way. I wanted to know how the blog worked inside and out. How do I put links in? How do I put pictures in? How do blah, blah, blah. I told myself I would figure it out, I could figure it out, but then I didn't put the energy into it. So I just stopped, afterBluenoreply@blogger.com