Hobbit Lee Miller is five years old today. She hasn’t yet awakened from her slumber party with Istar to open her presents, but she plans to spend the day eating birthday treats and sleeping many more hours.
Happy Birthday, Hobbit! :love: :cake: :love:
I expect both to be rather high this weekend. I have already begun the hot bath marathon I always complete when I get sick, and my brother has already begun the body count in Killzone 2. I don’t remember seeing him so giddy over a game, but if it makes him happy…cool. I feel like one of his victims, though. I’m achy, stuffy, and even my eyes seem blurred. Bah.
Send bath salts, please. I’m already pruney.
A long time ago, I was a sophomore at WVU. I had just changed majors and was anxious about my new major and the people I would be sharing my classes with. Almost immediately, I recognized a chick I had seen in a record store wearing a “Beckley College” sweatshirt. Since Beckley is relatively close to my hometown, I worked up the courage to talk to her, even though she looked like she didn’t want to be bothered by me or anyone else.
That chick was Kim, and she left me a comment this week. 🙂 Anyway, soon after that first day of class, Kim, Karmen (another homegrown West Virginian), and I had formed great friendships. I will absolutely never forget the sisterhood we shared. I had never had girlfriends before, and really haven’t since. I will remember the time we spent laughing, crying, spying, and growing to be the best time of my life and I can’t imagine what my life would have been like without them.
For what it’s worth, ladies, I think of you often, even if I don’t keep in touch like I should. :love:
I’m not going to lie; I loved this episode. Give me an hour of John Locke every week and maybe I’ll get all the way back on board. I guess Broyles Abaddon had to die because of “other” commitments. Heh. I’m cool with that. Too bad Adebisi HATED working on the show and will almost definitely not come back. Aww. Ooh, that person, that Locke saw, with the backpack? I nearly shed a little tear. For reals.
The Top Chef finale is airing right now, and as of right now, at 10:49pm, I don’t think I’m loving it.
Hate. Pussy out of making dessert and have it pay off? Fail, show. Fail.