Consultants On A Plane!
21 September 2006
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Current Mood:
Congrats Uncle Ben. Hee Hee
I want to know what the bad news is! ME worried!
You’re telling me the clam wasn’t intentional? I thought it was part of the act. Like you were practicing your face for when you got smacked by a maraca!!! Did it smart? Hurt good? Cause if it did, then we are soooooo taking you through the entire Folsom Street Fair on Sunday. Wear your best assless leather chaps. Watch the chafing.
If ever you were to have an emergency show, it should include Dave Gahan and Sting. I mean, they’ll be there right? It’s not like we’re seeing a bunch of tribute bands tonight. *scoffs* Uh, right?
Thanks for the birthday shout out. I didn’t hear you typing that on the plane what with crying while watching the season premiere of Grey’s Anatomy last night. Could you blame me? It was Grey’s after all.
Babies! It’s an epidemic! Run Shel! Run! I know you can. That triathalon was gonna come in handy for you someday. Er, aside from supporting The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
Hey – don’t expect that we’re gonna start walking next to you like Prince and his bitches.