Monday, December 18, 2006

i can live in a van says (11:05 PM):
i was psychotic earlier yes?
Kristen says (11:06 PM):
geez yes
i can live in a van says (11:06 PM):
ha
i can live in a van says (11:06 PM):
yeah, i'm borderline there still but yeah, wtf
i can live in a van says (11:06 PM):
i hate e'rey thing
i can live in a van says (11:07 PM):
mike says that at night the demons are free to play
Kristen says (11:08 PM):
yes
Kristen says (11:08 PM):
i've heard him say this
Kristen says (11:08 PM):
i'll have him know that the demons can play at any time
Kristen says (11:08 PM):
until Jesus comes back
Kristen says (11:08 PM):
then they will be thrown in the lake of fire or something
Kristen says (11:08 PM):
no the abyss i think it is
i can live in a van says (11:09 PM):
yes the abysmal fire lake
i can live in a van says (11:09 PM):
no INFERNAL firelake of abyss
Kristen says (11:09 PM):
that
Kristen says (11:10 PM):
but yes you were crazy earlier
Kristen says (11:10 PM):
"oh no! i have a ....JOB OFFER!!@!.....*dies*"
i can live in a van says (11:10 PM):
i still feel like that i'm weird
i can live in a van says (11:10 PM):
i'm totally mentally trashed
Kristen says (11:10 PM):
"oh no! my life is improving! and i have more opportunities! *dies*"
Kristen says (11:11 PM):
silly
i can live in a van says (11:11 PM):
yeah well, i'm mentally insane
Kristen says (11:11 PM):
YES
Kristen says (11:11 PM):
that
Kristen says (11:11 PM):
ah well
Kristen says (11:11 PM):
me too
i can live in a van says (11:11 PM):
oh ok good!
Kristen says (11:11 PM):
i was cryin in the shower
i can live in a van says (11:11 PM):
omg me too!
Kristen says (11:12 PM):
i dunno what to do w/ myself sometimes
Kristen says (11:12 PM):
i always cry in the shower
Kristen says (11:12 PM):
yay! we're crazy mental cases!
i can live in a van says (11:13 PM):
we totally are
i can live in a van says (11:13 PM):
i''m going to go get in the bath right now to shave my legs while I weep, brb
Kristen says (11:13 PM):
ok
i can live in a van says (11:13 PM):
you should blog that.
i can live in a van says (11:13 PM):
over.
Kristen says (11:13 PM):
ha
Kristen says (11:14 PM):
you should get an electric leg razor
Kristen says (11:14 PM):
you can shave your legs AT THE COMPUTER
Kristen says (11:14 PM):
it's handy
Kristen says (11:14 PM):
heck you can shave your legs WHILE DRIVING!
Kristen says (11:14 PM):
that's handy too
i can live in a van says (11:15 PM):
omg yes! too bad I like the fear of blades next to my major arteries
i can live in a van says (11:15 PM):
and the slight chance I may cut myself every time i shave
Kristen says (11:15 PM):
well shaving while driving has the fear of imminent car crashes
i can live in a van says (11:15 PM):
this is true...good point. brb frills
Kristen says (11:15 PM):
and shaving at the computer is just weird

Friday, December 15, 2006

haha

Swagmart says:
then we're going to get a second controller for Guitar hero
Swagmart says:
and Guitar Hero 2
Kristen says:
haha
Swagmart says:
and Memphis BBQ sammiches becauswe we're livin the high life
Kristen says:
with his $825?
Swagmart says:
yep
Kristen says:
sweeeeeet
Kristen says:
hell yes
Swagmart says:
hell yeah!
Swagmart says:
jinx
Kristen says:
spend it all in one night!
Swagmart says:
ok!
Swagmart says:
haha
Kristen says:
just blow it on shit!
Swagmart says:
egg zachary
Kristen says:
Ha Ha Ha your going down!
Swagmart says:
k, i'm outta here, I'm Going Down Ha Ha Ha Ha!!! BYIST!
Kristen says:
buy the kids ridiculously expensive christmas presents
Swagmart says:
oh we will.
Swagmart says:
after we move
Swagmart says:
ugh
Kristen says:
ooo
Kristen says:
buy a huge cake
Kristen says:
and eat it with forks straight outta the box while playing guitar hero all night
Swagmart says:
hahaha
Kristen says:
that can be dinner! yay!
Swagmart says:
ha mike's laughin at that
Swagmart says:
we need to do that when you come down
Swagmart says:
k, i'll be back later
Kristen says:
we have to
Kristen says:
k
Swagmart says:
k brb

Monday, December 04, 2006

Kristen says:
this might sound weird
Kristen says:
but you've had 3 boys
Musicas Factorias says:
right
Kristen says:
do all baby boys have like different sized penises?
Musicas Factorias says:
yes
Kristen says:
are they varied in size?
Musicas Factorias says:
well I'll tell you this
Musicas Factorias says:
my friend's babies have always had tinier penises than my boys
Kristen says:
hm
Musicas Factorias says:
like I think my boys had normal ones, then I"d see my friends baby and he'd like have a button weiner
Kristen says:
i've only changed one other baby boy besides Ethan
Kristen says:
yes and Ethan has a button weiner
Musicas Factorias says:
oh!
Kristen says:
and this other baby has like....HUGE
Kristen says:
i mean huge
Kristen says:
like i was like "WTF when i saw it
Musicas Factorias says:
my boys have vienna sausage weiners
Kristen says:
that's what this kid had
Musicas Factorias says:
yes, thats what all 3 of my boys have had
Kristen says:
were your boys circumsized
Musicas Factorias says:
yes
Kristen says:
see E isnt
Musicas Factorias says:
hmm
Musicas Factorias says:
circumsized babies are bigger actually
Musicas Factorias says:
there's more there
Musicas Factorias says:
why didn't you circumsize him?
Kristen says:
that's what i thought
Kristen says:
cuz that kid was
Kristen says:
oh because i didn't want to
Musicas Factorias says:
oh!
Kristen says:
cuz i've seen 2 circumsized babies
Kristen says:
and they were all big and whatnot
Kristen says:
and E is buttony
Musicas Factorias says:
my nephews are small and buttony, and they're circumsized too
Kristen says:
although when he's been playing w/himself in the tub, it gets as big as the other kids
Musicas Factorias says:
ha
Kristen says:
ha
Musicas Factorias says:
nice
Kristen says:
ew
Kristen says:
yes
Musicas Factorias says:
yes
Kristen says:
he's like his daddy already
Musicas Factorias says:
ha
Kristen says:
his dad is quite proud of hsi weiner
Musicas Factorias says:
harper reaches down and grabs his junk and pulls and then cries and looks at me like 'wtf lady!'
Musicas Factorias says:
as are most men
Kristen says:
haha
Kristen says:
Ethan laughs gleefully and slaps his junk
Musicas Factorias says:
hahaha
Kristen says:
i dont know wtf that's about
Kristen says:
but he squeals with delight and outright slaps it
Musicas Factorias says:
probably comes from the same place in his head that causes him to punch himself in the head for comfort while he goes to sleep
Musicas Factorias says:
I'd wager
Kristen says:
haha
Kristen says:
my son is insane
Musicas Factorias says:
I'll second that emotion
Kristen says:
quite so verily
Musicas Factorias says:
i'm bloggin that

Winnie and Walter

"Warm weather, Walter! Welcome warm weather! We were wishing winter would wane, weren't we?"

"We were well wearied with waiting," whispered Waiter wearily. Wan, white, woe-begone was Walter; wayward, wilful, worn with weakness, wasted, waxing weaker whenever winter's wild, withering winds were wailing. Wholly without waywardness was Winifred, Walter's wise, womanly watcher, who, with winsome, wooing way, was well-beloved.

"We won't wait, Walter; while weather's warm we'll wander where woodlands wave, won't we?"

Walter's wanton wretchedness wholly waned. "Why, Winnie, we'll walk where we went when we were with Willie; we'll weave wildflower wreaths, watch woodmen working; woodlice, worms wriggling; windmills whirling; watermills wheeling; we will win wild whortleberries, witness wheat winnowed."

Wisbeach woods were wild with wildflowers; warm, westerly winds whispered where willows were waving; wood-pigeons, wrens, woodpeckers were warbling wild woodnotes. Where Wisbeach water-mill's waters, which were wholly waveless, widened, were waterlilies, waxen white. Winifred wove wreaths with woodbine, whitehorn, wallflowers; whilst Walter whittled wooden wedges with willow wands.

Wholly without warning, wild wet winds woke within Wisbeach woods, whistling where Winifred wandered with Walter; weeping willows were wailing weirdly; waging war with wind-tossed waters. Winifred's wary watchfulness waked.

"Walter, we won't wait."
"Which way, Winnie?"

Winifred wavered. "Why, where were we wandering? Wisbeach woods widen whichever way we walk. Where's Wisbeach white wicket, where's Winston's water-mill?"

WistfuIly, Walter witnessed Winifred's wonder. "Winnie, Winnie, we were wrong, wholly wrong; wandering within wild ways. Wayfaring weather-beaten waifs, well-nigh worn-out."

Winifred waited where, within wattled woodwork walls, waggons, wheelbarrows, wains were waiting, weighty with withered wood. Walter, warmly wrapped with Winifred's well-worn wadded waterproof, was wailing woefully, wholly wearied. Winnie, who, worn with watching, well-nigh weeping, was wistfully, wakefully waiting Willie's well-known whistle, wholly wished Walter's well-being warranted.

With well-timed wisdom, Walter was wound with wide, worsted wrappers, which wonderfully well withstood winter's withering, whistling winds. Wholly without warm wrappers was Winifred, who, with womanly wisdom, was watching Walter's welfare, warding Walter's weakness.

"When will Willie wend where we wait?" wearily wondered Walter.
"Whist, Walter," whispered Winnie, "who was whooping?"
"Whereabouts?"

Welcome whistling was waking Wisbeach woods when winter's windy warfare waxed weaker.

"Winnie! Walter!"

Winifred's wakefulness was well-grounded. "We're well, Willie; we're where Winston's waggons wait."

Without waiting, Willie was within Winston's woodwork walls.

"Welcome, welcome, Willie." Winnie was weeping with weariness with watching Walter, weak with wayfaring.

"Why Winnie! Wise, watchful, warm-hearted Winnie," Willie whispered wheedlingly. "We won't weep; Walter's well. What were Walter without Winnie?"

Wholly wonderful was Winifred's well-timed womanly wisdom, which well warranted weakly Walter's welfare. Whenever wandering within Wisbeach woods with Winnie, Walter would whisper, "What were Walter without Winnie? Wise, watchful, warm-hearted Winnie!"

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