I deleted the previous post because I am uninterested in engaging in an interblog slugfest. I actually had no idea that the person in question reads my blog. What was meant to be a vent was quickly becoming a “he said/she said” thing and I have more important matters demanding my time and energy.
Now, let’s all get back to discussing my underwear.
Hee. I was just trying to comment on the last post about you taking the high road, and this proves my point.
hey, I was just going to call Orkin for you, but I see that you’ve figured out how to get rid of the critters all by yourself.
Heh.
The fireworks didn’t last long, did they?
Let’s move on. Have you heard of the Glo-thong? They’re designed so that you won’t lose them in the dark. Really.
Guess I am glad I missed the drama (not really though ;) )
I was a poopyhead on Dooce yesterday. I get so mad at bullies. Arrrrgh. Said many F’s, etc. Not proud…but oh it felt good at the time. :)
Have I told you lately how much class you have my dear?
WhenI grow up I wanna be just like you…cept the thongs..that’s just never gonna work :)
Damn, I miss everything!
Dammit, I never get to see the good stuff…
always a day later and a dollah shot
Gee. I go away for 24 measly hours and miss all the drama.
I click on here 100’s of times a day and I miss the action? Sheesh!
I read that blog but can’t remember a damn thing about it. Ain’t age wonderful?
Is there someone you need me to hurt?
So back to your underwear… =)
If we could somehow combine an underwear conversation with one about the boots, it might just bring about the End Times.
Yummy!
YES! UNDERWEAR!
Bring it on.
Funny how if I used the same title on my blog, it would have a totally different meaning.
Craziness. The blogging world is FULL of craziness. I read your post, and it just out right disturbed me. I don’t really understand where a lot of people are coming from anymore, so I was thinking there for a while that maybe it was just me. But, your post reminded me that it’s not me and that most people feel the same way I do.
Underwear. I need new underwear.
RockStar Mommy – I think I deserve to have my actual post read before anyone takes the remixed edition and considers it to be the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I am not here to make rude comments or namecall, but I think if a person read the post and saw where I was coming from it would make a bit of a difference. I am not a childhating she-bitch. Okay, she-bitch, yes, but not a child hater. My post refers to messed up adults who raise children, who then turn into messed up adults themselves. It also talks about alternative school settings for delinquent kids, and how these settings just contribute to the problem behaviors of the deliquent youth. My hatred is aimed at parents who are drug users, prostitutes, or parents in general who make excuse after excuse for behavior that is becoming out of control. I also make references to the way I was disciplined when I was a kid, which wasn’t that darn long ago. The remixed edition makes me sound a lot worse than I really am. If you check my post out and agree that I am a bitch from hell, then at least you made that decision after reading what I PERSONALLY wrote. It can be found under my archives from last week.