Thursday, November 24, 2005

I don't have the words to describe how I yearn for
bad boys. Just the thought of them sliding up my legs, send shivers down my spine.

posted by Harmony @ 10:15 PM  | |
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
How long do you have to wait for a gun permit?

I grew up in the South, where it is socially acceptable to have a gun rack with atleast two shotguns hanging on it in the back window of your pick-up-truck and Hunting is a sport taken way too seriously. Hell, for a few hundred dollars, you can get a license to carry a concealed weapon now.

Never though did I think I would actually consider owning one. Then my daughter turned thirteen, hit puberty and discovered boys. Now gun owner ship has become a necessity.

I wonder if I can get a good deal on one of these

posted by Harmony @ 10:45 PM  | |
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Never again..

Will I get the mistaken impression that I know anything about HTML.

Actually, I do know one thing about HTML.

Apparently I know how to fuck up my template.

posted by Harmony @ 7:40 PM  | |
Mission Impossible

Up until this point in our relationship I thought I could forgive you for anything.

Like your incessant need to poke fun of my accent or you’re constant begging for me to come and do your tax prep, for free. All of that I have forgiven.

However, I will NEVER be able to forgive you for washing your whites, colors AND towels ALL together.


The devastation is overwhelming. I will only be able to find solace in pie.

posted by Harmony @ 6:29 PM  | |