Saturday, January 1, 2011

I have decided there are two types of friends: the ones you think you can count on the ones you actually can count on. Which one are you?
QOTN: I don't like that Rita character, she's such a downer. I don't care if she was raped repeatedly, she needs to cheer up.
Dexter and ice cream. Who wants to join?
Score. I just made the best French Onion Chicken in my crock pot. My taste-buds are drooling.
So, I started 2011 - stone sober. A step up from last year. Step one is the hardest but the rest will fall into place. I love you, all.
Snake. Snake. One more button undone. Next week I'll be a lousy liar. Next week I'll tell you when you move me.
200 Cigarettes. I love this movie. Paul Rudd is right; everyone is depressed on New Year's.