Comments on: Lately

By: Ree

Ree — Fri, 03 Aug 2007 10:31:50 +0000

Oh my freaking soul. Too funny. My husband, Mr. Hot, thinks that douchebag is the ultimate insult, but you’ve taken it to a whole new level.

By: Jessica

Jessica — Wed, 01 Aug 2007 11:12:11 +0000

I kept having to put Harry down to go to bed at night. I fell asleep at work every day last week from staying up but it was so worth it.

The movie is Can’t Hardly Wait.

“So he’s sort of tall, with hair, and he wears t-shirts sometimes…”

By: Leah

Leah — Wed, 01 Aug 2007 02:55:10 +0000

I used to make the neighbor kids come over and practice jumping out my bedroom window in case of fire/earthquake/knife attack. I was ten, yes, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t drawn any safety diagrams of the new house…

By: Audrey

Audrey — Tue, 31 Jul 2007 18:38:07 +0000

I had to close Harry Potter 40 pages (FORTY! I was so close!) from the end and go to work because i just couldn’t bring myself to call in Harry Potter. If my boss were a Harry Potter fan, though, I totally would have tried it. Lucky for me my lunch hour was ample time to read those last 40 pages and all was right with the world again (even if I was fighting like hell not to cry at my desk!)

By: Jennie

Jennie — Tue, 31 Jul 2007 13:22:13 +0000

Douchebag is such a great word. I use it often.

By: CJ

CJ — Sat, 28 Jul 2007 17:30:06 +0000

sorry for the double post, I edited it and it reposted it not realising the first post had already gone.

By: CJ

CJ — Sat, 28 Jul 2007 17:28:56 +0000

Ah, lovely cats and guests. My cat, perfect behaviour always, decided to crap himself RIGHT BESIDE my sister and brother in law’s bed when they came to visit.

I know it was probably stress, but he did it before they arrived (probably about half an hour before) and it was on the far side of the bed away from the door, so I didn’t see it. (Until they pointed it out)…

I’m sure they think we just live surrounded by cat poop all the time and it’s really normal, right? BTW they have never been back to visit since…

By: CJ

CJ — Sat, 28 Jul 2007 17:28:30 +0000

Ah, lovely cats and guests. My cat, perfect behaviour always, decided to crap himself RIGHT BESIDE my sister and brother in law’s bed when they came to visit.

I know it was probably stress, but he did it before they arrived (probably about half an hour before) and it was on the far side of the bed away from the door, so I didn’t see it.

I’m sure they think we just live surrounded by cat poop all the time and it’s really normal, right? BTW they have never been back to visit since…

By: Spring

Spring — Fri, 27 Jul 2007 12:02:08 +0000

Friend, I totally took a day off Friday to get up at 6:30 a.m. and stand in line at Barnes & Noble TO GET MY TICKET TO BUY THE BOOK. Yes. I am that cool. I even wore my Gryffindor scarf. And it was 95 degrees outside. It’s JULY in TEXAS.

And although I finished the book by Saturday night (SATURDAY NIGHT!), I called in sick on Monday because I was still recovering from the whole experience.

But, Laurel, I’m totally feeling you. It is like crack, like the best crack you will ever know in your entire life. On Saturday night, I swear to god, I slept better than I have since I began the fricken HP series. And I was a late adapter. That was only three years ago. I can’t imagine being one of those who has been waiting a decade.

By: bellydancer

bellydancer — Thu, 26 Jul 2007 19:18:59 +0000

Oh, dear god, I thought I was the only one who had to hide the steak knives when my husband worked out of town– totally, of course, because I was afraid someone (who?) would use them against me…