Last week @ MamaPop
Last week @ My Tornado Alley
Last week @ Twitter
It is amazing how delicious chicken nuggets and wedge fries can smell when you’re hungry enough to eat a horse.
I’m exhausted. I couldn’t possibly speak in more than 140 character intervals.
I’m too tired to talk about poop. Jen O. OUT. *drops mic*
This night would go a whole lot faster if my computer were less apathetic towards my need to get this work done before I go to sleep.
Twitter Rule #1 – don’t tweet what you’re eating. I’m eating cereal for lunch. Suck it, rules
I’ve got to tell you, while we’re being honest, that I am HOPPED UP on caffeine. HOPPED. UP.
Oh, the crash. It’s happening so fast and HOURS before I hoped.
When the kids are away, mommy will play. And, of course, by ‘play’ I mean sleep in and use foul language without caution.
Still painting. Almost done. I am tapped of energy, drained of creativity, and I’m pretty sure I’m high as a kite from the fumes.
Almost done. Will resume smearing my written stanky words all over the internets soon enough.