on...
My brightest diamond. (no offense, Hero)
The way the heater blows directly on the toilet paper in my new office’s bathroom.
Parking guy’s haircut. The far-too-long locks were part of the appeal.
Pointy toe shoes.
Me asking a boy out to dinner.
Blogger beta.
Skinny jeans.
Facebook.
Waiting in line for Sundance tickets.
Tanning. (at a salon)
Halo.
Any soda besides Dr. Pepper.
Rated R movies.
Me, becoming a brunette.
My ability to wear boots.
Puffy.
8.5” x 11” wedding announcements.
Being friends with people you used to be more than friends with.
Single children.
Designer jeans.
Dogs.
Winter.
*just because no verdict has been reached does not mean i haven't participated in these things.
6 comments:
i just purchased a bunch of tickets to movies at sundance so i wouldnt have to stand in line
are you asking me out?
now that's funny. and you thought you needed me.
How could a jury be out on warm toilet paper?
Now, waiting in line for Sundance tickets... typically disappointing. In fact, anything related to Sundance... typically disappointing. Except seeing Ted Danson and Donny Wahlberg on the same night. That's totally aws. No disappointment there.
You ever see the Family Matters when Erkle was on the jury? He kept them out forever, BUT HE WAS RIGHT.
if i didnt know any better i would say that it actually sounds like you are asking me out
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