My good friend is in town for a visit and I’m spending as much time as possible hanging out, drinking wine and marveling at her brilliant children. I’m also busy with work and volunteering and not so much with the laundry because of the drinking, working and volunteering.
While you’re hanging out, head on over to my boyfriend’s place. He’s super fly and his friends aren’t bad, either. They ooze the coolness, see.
Also, if you’re still bored, try clicking one of those links on the right. Who got caught with her pants down? Which blogger has been wearing men’s capri pants? Whose pants are holding enough water to fill a small pool? Who posted a moving piece that isn’t about pants but includes the word? And which blog author doesn’t have urinal cake breath and also doesn’t have a very recent entry including the word “pants”?
