Inspiration Needed
I’ve milked my wedding for pretty much all I can get. And really, does anyone want to hear about it anymore? I’m totally sick of it and it was my “special day.” So I can’t imagine anyone else being interested at this point.
"My only argument is with those who do not view the world as cynically as I do." Michael Korda
I’ve milked my wedding for pretty much all I can get. And really, does anyone want to hear about it anymore? I’m totally sick of it and it was my “special day.” So I can’t imagine anyone else being interested at this point.
4 Comments:
At 4/27/06, 3:39 PM, schadenfreude said…
Yes but don't you walk to work through all kinds of fun neighborhoods ranging from yuppie gay to ghetto? Some hilarity must ensue every day on your trek to and from metro center. Or how about a profile of life in the Dork and your fun, interesting Dorkmates? You could blog about a trip to the laundry room for weeks. What's going on in the park, are the syringes and condoms in full spring bloom?
At 4/27/06, 4:28 PM, Lady Tiara said…
it's weird; usually, the walk to work provides some moments of hilarity or insanity, but lately, it's been just plain dull. i see the same boring people all the time. no crazies have yelled at me for months. what the hell is going on? as for the dork, i'll probably have a post coming soon.
At 4/28/06, 7:39 PM, bryc3 said…
maybe you're just letting yourself go now that you're hitched. i've heard all the broads do that.
At 4/28/06, 7:48 PM, Lady Tiara said…
ummh, i just said i'm boring; i didn't say i was fat. bite your tongue, bryc3.
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