ho hum. i've been really into bathing lately. i love water that's almost too hot to bear, and reading is so much more exciting-- will i get the book wet? plus, i'm naked, so that's fun when you're doing anything.
i really have nothing to say, but i feel gulity if i ignore the blog. time for a bath.
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i love that this post is called "luttuce."
i love that i know how to spell.
I wish I had thought of the name, 'Breadmaker'.
I used to have the most brilliant beerbathsmokes in Regina. I would put on some cheesy music and get drunk in the tub (with bubbles) and read my book and smoke. It was great. Then Jason would come over and I would have to get out. Bitch.
i seem to recall you not caring if you were in the bath and people were over. in fact, i seem to remember one time when the bathroom door "accidentally" opened and you flashed everyone in the dining room. or whatever that room was called.
do you remember the night we saw "velvet goldmine" and afterwards when we got back to your place, we decided to enter into a fantasy realm by shutting ourselves in the cat litter closet and breathing in the fumes until we all believed we were glam?
as for "breadmaker," i came up with that in 2001 when my old room-mate bought a bread maker and i thought "that's not a bad name for something."
Yes!!! I DO remember breathing in the cat litter fumes in the closet untill we all believed we were glam! And, as I do recall, we were! What compelled us to go into the cat litter closet in the first place?
Ah yes, I do like to flash people.
Also, I have just watched the first 5 minutes of Seth Macfarelane's 'American Dad', and it is a load of crap. I wish it were dead.
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