siete

aka, suck it barry! getting tagged blows!

w/ no further ado - seven things that might be true (but are more likely all the proof one needs that i should cut down on the dopesmoking... and btw, that rhymed!):

uno - the first time my IQ got tested (when i was 5), it was 160. i got tested every couple of years till i was in the 9th grade(moving around a lot SUCKS), and each time it was lower. what's weird is i had just sustained a fairly significant head injury AND i didn't even try teh pot till i was 17. i'm stickin with the first result.

dos - although you wouldn't know it now, i was a pretty shitty cook till about 5 years ago, and certainly an unimaginative one.

tres - tenía seis años de español entre la escuela secundaria y la universidad. sé ahora hablar apenas español. puedo leer y puedo escribir. ¿pero hablando ahora? ¡aspiro!

cuatro - wen'l and i started out as fuck buddies, and both of us swore that we'd never EVER get married.

cinco - i actually lived in texas for awhile, and picked up one hell of an accent while i was there. in fact, people still ask me if i am from there.

seis - it's not in my nature to cut a brotha some slack.

siete - every single person who ever ate one of my cookies has asked me if i put a little something *special* in them.

suckage

k i haven't been real good the last couple days. i have an excuse of sorts, in that my computer has been a snarky bitch the last few days.

now that the problem has been rectified i will be better about posting... in fact, i might be inclined to post a couple times a day to catch up.

it's sposed to rain tomorrow. this is like the 3rd time in a month it's rained here. i'm thinking we're going to be paid a visit by el niño. as long as the hillsides that just burned manage to stay intact, i hope it keeps it up. we could sure use it.

anyhoo, i have to get my fat ass to bed. the cookie baking commences in the morning! i'll take pics n everything :).