Thursday, December 24, 2009

My Cookies Have Gangrene. . .

Too cold to go outside. What better time to clean my house and reward myself with food! Because I'm pretty much my own slave/master combo!

Clean Bedroom?
Eat bagel dog
Clean Living Room?
Eat buttered noodles
Clean Kitchen?
Eat . . . well, more like devour wonderful homemade cookies that look like sad, sad burn victims.

(I consider it an act of mercy on my part. agree?)

1 comment:

  1. I can't sleep tonight until i know how you roll your toilet paper (over or under?) How big are you nailbeds on your toes? please tell me I should kill that guy who grabbed my face and called me a vampire because i was wearing a pink dress, leather trench and have black hair! (give me your blessings master and i'll slay him fiercely) show me more pictures of mundane life so i can feel there's some substance left to be had. help me chaddy/matty. . . I NEED MORE BLOGS!!!