I have to admit, I couldn't take my mind off this blog all weekend. It was disappointment of epic proportions when my home computer wouldn't let me log in to post. I have so much to report... First and foremost, I have decided that I am a lover, not a hater (thanks for pointing that out to me Chadwick). Therefore, I'm having trouble with the bitchy blogs. I almost feel compelled to apologize to Kate Monster and Deidre for my March 9 comments. Almost.
The Taco House is open, the Taco House is open. It was another disappointment of epic proportions when I arrived on Saturday to find the line 50 deep. Needless to say, I left without my meat/bean nacho and soft shell taco. I returned on Sunday to find the same line, but decided to wait it out. This brings me to my next point...my stomach is obviously not Taco House ready, and needs to be broke in gingerly. "The road less traveled" was definitely not the road to my bathroom on Sunday evening...Ouchy.
I was utterly delighted on Saturday a.m. when I opened the Des Moines Register. Right there on the front page of the Metro and Iowa section was Marc Hansen's column "Making the jump into the wide world of blogs". I was thrilled to learn that I, having entered the blogosphere, join 100 million other people "sitting in their underwear, hurling banalities into the Internet". What is my point you may be wondering? I don't have one, and don't need one, because this a blog and anything goes. I love it.
Ciao folks, DF
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Don't worry... you don't have to apologize, because you are bitch and no matter what Chad may say it's all blah, blah, blah. I have seen you 20 rum and diets with three red bulls in the mix and there is nothing about love when it comes to that. But in general you are full of love and that gets you in trouble. Just like me... I try to make freinds with musicians and my fantaistc husband is in the room. I think why can't we all just party together??? Scott (my lovely husband) was right - Deidre, it just about pussy to them and you, your just pussy. I was like WHAT - I am more than pussy damn it - I have drunk things to say. So I listened to my wise husband and went home. He is my oracle and I am just a bitch that is a walking pussy to many men out there - But to Scott I am a a great gal that makes bad drunk choices.
Sorry about making your bolg X-rated with the word "p***y" I need to clean up my bolg vocab.
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