Chatbox II: The Rebirth

i start giving thought to lunch at 9:30....

 

You can give thought to lunch, but can you give lunch to a thought?

 

'mina, plenty of fluids with that lunch, right?

 

Should I have left over pizza? Or left over spaghetti?

 

cranberry juice...and then some more

 

I can.

 

Poor 'Mina. I hope you start getting better soon!

My cousin just asked me on facebook why I cuss so much. Apparently since I majored in English, I should be able to come up with "better and more suffisticated" words to use. The ironic thing is that I hardly ever cuss on facebook because I know my family doesn't like it. If she heard me in real life...yikes.

 

My mom used to tell me I swear like a sailor. And in all truth, I did. I was pretty bad. Particularly when I was playing video games. I'm surprised my controlelrs held out as long as they did.

But ever since dating Matt, who doesn't use anything worse than 'crap' (in the two years I've known him, he has never once said the F word), I have cooled down. When we were together I cut it out completely. Now that we're just dating, it seems to be coming back, but I'm keeping it at a minimum.

....and i'm rambling.

 

Thanks Hidden.

 

I probably cuss like three or four sailors...but I don't usually swear at all if I'm around someone who I know doesn't like it.

My sister's fiance said I should have told her "cuss words are the sprinkles to the sundae that is conversation. They make it pretty and colorful."

 

hahaha, that's fantastic. I'll use that next time Matt tells me to 'watch your mouth'.

Hmm, I think I want to subscribe to a few literary magazines. Anysuggestions as to which are the best? I really enjoy sci fi and fantasy, but I love variety.

 

Six and a Half weeks and we've gone through 439 pages like we're burning through coal.

 

The mirror in my bedroom is so covered with pictures, I have to stand in a funny position and duck in order to actually see myself.

 

Haha when my sister and I still lived with my parents, our mirror was like that. And we used to write notes to each other with dry erase markers on the parts we could still see...so I guess it wasn't so much a mirror as it was a bulletin board that just happened to reflect things.

 

Mine is super skinny, so I can only put like, two across. And right now it's full. hahaha. But I don't look at myself that much anyway. So, it's all good.

 

I love how Gordon Ramsey manages to take his shirt off during every bloody episode of his fifty-odd shows.

 

Me and him both.

 

Gordon makes my ears bleed when he screams at the top of his lungs, he reminds me of my dad. Vain bluging, the whole nine yards

 

I can just hear Gordon saying to himself, in front of the camera:

"Camera, camera on the set, who's the sexiest bloody f'ing chef you've ever...."

 

I can see that too. He thinks he something, I would hate to see what he does when his wife cooks for him, *Yelling* this is Sh** you think you something your not.

 

Wait, we'er not supposed to do that? Well sheesh. Maybe that's why things didn't work out...

 

And now I just saw a Pepto commercial where it appears that it has become perfectly Ok to directly mention rank farting within a closed vehicle. And I don't mean indirect mentioning, I mean actual direct mention.

 

Gordon Ramsay is scary.
I didn't know someone could get that upset over a ruined dish.

 

You mean that's not normal behavior? Happens to me all the time...

Just shows that Pepto helps with everything.

 

Hehe... that was funny, I have seen Pepto commercials and they make me gag. That is something you just don't talk about, at least that is how I was brought up. I would have to say that for gordon it is normal for him to scream and yell about anything. I would probally smack him up side the head and tell him to take a valium. But that is just me.