I've been reading 2-3 pages at night before I fall asleep. I remember when it was half the book.
are you still talking to yourself freak???? What Wii game are you playing? I have been hooked on Wii Active, kicking my ass into shape. Think I might start the Dear so and so letters.....
I often talk to myself. Unfortunately my conversations with myself are usually not this humorous.I'm sure it will all get done . . . sooner or later.
You call yourself a "little girl" when your mad. Nice. I am a lot more graphic and cuss at myself. This usually occurs in the shower in the morning to psych myself off for school :-)
Funny how my Dear Me is just as delightful when I don't get things done. :)
Thanks for doing Dear So and So, Pansy-ass.
You didn't start punching yourself in the face, did you?
Y'know, they do have medication for this sort of thing...
Good one. . . let's all give ourselves the *finger* every once in a while. It's good for us!!!
Sounds like you're suffering from blogger's guilt. I can relate. Someone needs to make a pill for that.
Can't...fight...the Wii. It's too powerful.
Dear Supreme Leader:Did you know your husband is talking to himself in written word? Concerned,Jen
I agree with yourself. You are a pansy ass. But you aren't. That made my head hurt. I need a beer.
Dear Supreme Leader,Please hide the Wii.Thx! Needing more entertainment...
You tell 'em, tiger....
Feeling a little schizophrenic today?
Dear Me:Dude, that guest post isn't going to write itself. Please tell me you aren't turning in the one for the Un-Mom early? I'll have to do something drastic and that is never a good thing.Michele
I talked to myself today too. I didn't call myself a pansy-ass. But I did talk to myself.
Can you do a guest post for me? Or have your nephew catch another fish and post about it on my blog? I could use the additional comments. In return, I will provide pictures of hot Asian women which you can post on your blog.
I have a bad habit of talking to myself at work. Most people have learned to just ignore me. Including me!
And also, Procrastinators Unite!!
wait a minute! We can get our people to do our posts FOR us!?!? Why wasn't I told about this earlier!? YOU KNOW HOW LAZY I AM!!I used to love the Wii, until i did the wii fit and it called me fat. Jackass floating head.
working your poor fingers to the bone are ya
Sounds like a good talk.
sometimes you just have to remind yourself who's boss and who's a pansy-ass girly man.
you call that a post?? come on, pansy-ass.. pull your shit together. ;)
dear son: you are getting a little weird, hate to tell you,but there it is.Is it a Wii game or workout?Important question, if you're working out it makes you a littleless weird. not much, but a little.
I think there's a pill you can take for that...
Shouldn't there be two or three more voices in there?
Books? what are those?
Talk to yourself, play with yourself,ahhh, it's all the same!LOL!
Your output has been as sparse as mine lately. What gives? I read something somewhere about you getting kneed in the groin this morning by a 4yo? That'll mess with your bloggy mojo. You douchecanoe. Thanks for that, btw. I totally replaced my usual "douchelicker" with it and it's gotten great results.
So, which Wii game?What? I'm trying to get a dialogue going here, so you have someone else to talk to.
Uh, Lady Mama? Where's your blog?
Ha ha...that was funny...no it wasn't...yes it was...I read it in the car to T-hub on the way back to the house....we're deciding on if it was funny...my comment, we both laughed, it was funny. :p
Talking to yourself is fun but giving the *finger* to yourself is even better.
yeah, I hear ya.....tough week. I don't what worse, talking to yourself or answering...just saying.
Way to give it to him! Er, you. Er, WTF?
teehee .. "Dear Me: *finger*" I love that .. I've had that kind of conversation with myself.
I have similar arguments every day.And I always win.GETTIT?
You’re only a pansy-ass if you’re holding a microphone instead of a Wiimote and singing along to High School Musical.
Ya know, we have medications for people like you.......
You guys don't get along too well, eh?
Come on, sailor. I love you long time.