May 04 2008
Stress…
I am under a lot of stress.
Honestly. I am so freaking stressed. I don’t even know where to start. I’ll have to get my thoughts together and write a post another day.
I am off to take something to sleep and eat an ice cream cone.
I really need both. /sigh
Stumble it!
Take two deep breaths and a Star Wars marathon and call me in the morning
Honestly, I hope things chill out for you, Bridge.
screw that ice cream - you need frozen cookie dough - right out of the tub!
i know i cannot be there to help but i can be a listening ear if you need one. love you much!
yikes… we’re you stressed when you visited my new place? if so you hide it well.
so, like, what kind of ice cream….?
i know a good pedicurist…
Aaron: Star Wars marathon would do the trick.
Jess: Yum… I do.
Charie: Thanks for sending your phone numbers… I will call soon.
Karen: Oh, it got much much worst. Even after the post. /sigh
Fri Yet: It was burnt Almond Fudge… I should mention that my cone broke too. Suck Suck Suck.
Brenda: I am totally calling you! Just forget to mention to your family I have a blog and I’ll totally be happy! Last thing I need is for them to read about my drunken exploits. HAHAHA.