JODIE! I did a comma splice?! What the feathers?
Nazi people defy us of our free will and that makes us want to rebel because we're kind of mad . Well, some people just accept . The food at the hotel wasn't even that great (like, "I could eat this forever!" great), but if I really wanted to, I think I could have swiped something and stuffed it down my bra . Or squished it in my hand ... I just feel that you only need to implement ultra-restrictive rules when the situation can get out of control to a point where there is a danger to others or it can slowly escalate. Food? C'mon. There were less than 25 people in there!
I wrote a complaint in the room survey .
I don't know; when I look at you, I picture you as someone that likes being outside more than you actually do . Like people when they look at me think of me as really weak, but I'm really strong! If you were totally opposed to the outside, I'd be worried . I think humans were meant to spend most their time outdoors, but I can't help that I've grown adapted to other circumstances, as is the case with most people!
Because when you're younger Iii think habits like that change more.
Wants Alyssa? That's awesome . Yeah I think I told you to sometimes change it up and be Jodie first sometimes . No way people can mistake you for Joanne or Jodie Sweetin, assuming she hasn't garnered the acquaintance of Alyssa Milano! Oh man! I hope you don't want my blood . Because I know Halloween's coming up here! Mua-ha-ha-haaaaaa. Ooooh, and our Halloween siggie! Jodieeeeeeeee that looks like us, and you made me the witch with the big butt, too. Perfect ! I'm suspicious about the shape of the orange crystal ball . Oh I love it ! You're creative, you know that? Use that, if anything. You're hands-on creative and a thinker. Make sure you use those two things later on like whoa!
How I remember it, you can easily move the mouse to the side of the the dominant hand. The left/right mouse clicks are learned! But I know a lot of people have trained themselves to write with their left hand and do computer with their right.
Your kitty is so snazzy 'n charismatic! I think you got the friendly type! Most cats run away from me, but the one that let me pet him for minutes and minutes looked like yours! No matter how much the cat or dog grows, he/she still looks cute!
Those are great contrasting photos Jodie . I don't think he'll grow too much more, except maybe out . You are lucky to have so many types of sweeties .
Those photos need captions .
-IM BORED. Ooooh, is that a rat or a mouse?
-I'm trying to look disinterested so that you pay more attention to me.
-Look away. I'm concentrating.
-Wassup, good lookin'?
-Hey, pretty lady!
-I'm gonna swipe that bird like it ain't mindin' its own business!
-Oooh, this is gonna be tasty!
-Almost got it!
-Tastes like squirrel.
-What are you lookin' at; I'm a'tryin' t' hunt!
-Come near me and I'll SCRATCH ya!
I wanted a snack; not an eye patch!
Wasn't expecting that.
And here I thought it was a bird.
I hate when I'm wrong.
Hey, I think I see better with one eye!
Is it nighttime or is there a leaf over my eye?
Leaf on face makes me one CLASSY kitty!
The cat fought. The leaf won.
The Shortest Essay of the Scandalous Socks
Socks. They are important to wear. They are well-made. So why do they keep on disappearing?
This and more has happened to my family concerning the topic of socks.
Starting when I was a wee elementary school girl I started my close relationship with the sock. My dad's mom gave me 3 socks and for some reason I treasured them and loved them. Everytime I wore these socks I was happy. Because they were pretty. And warm.
Fast foward to when I was a young teenager to sort of the present.
I had obtained many socks, but mysteriously to all, no matter if put them in a secure and washable laundry bag or double-checked to make sure I had them all, 2x2, in the wash, all too often, one out of the two would disappear. I yelled and I scolded and maturely discussed. But the problem remained an enigma. So now I have a "hopeful" pile of socks--my second in over 5 years--that I pray will find matches somewhere, somehow. Securely-woven socks don't disappear in the wash or dryer!
Maybe Heaven has Angels without socks .
My dad is quite enthusiastic when it comes to his socks. He must have a certain brand; certain color. Many times we mention his socks and the state they are in. He wears socks with holes. If I decide to go rogue and get him slightly fancy socks, the jokes are abound!
My mom's sister has over 500 pairs of socks. She has stuffed 2 drawers of them and it is really pathetic. She doesn't even like most of them.
When my American grandma was still here she got her many, many socks for her Mother's Day gifts and birthday. Soon her room was also filled with socks, but then we had to start secretly taking the socks away when my mom's sister left for home.
And my mom got many socks, and her sister knew she didn't like them (the style), but had the compulsion to get them for her. But she had to accept them or she would get very angry and hurt, forcing us to apologize to keep peace, which, of course, is nice . Finally, years of that broke her down and she started wearing and loving the socks. But they still aren't her favorite.
My sister doesn't respect socks at all. She spent 15 minutes throwing socks at me. And I threw them back at her. So I guess I egged her on. When I stopped throwing the sock, she threw underwear at me. So w.t.f. was I gonna do?! It gave her something (better) to do . And she laughed harder than she had in ages. She's always getting unidentified stains on her socks .
I used to brag that I could take my socks off with my feet and put one sock inside the other using only my feet . This was before Sweetin . I truly amazed myself.
I was and continue to be meticulous in putting perfume samples in my sock drawer. I love the smell of a flowery sock fresh out of its rectangle home! (Did you see that Sweetin post the other day where the responders couldn't tell the difference between a rectangle and square? Oh dear.)
Sorting socks is a hobby of my mommy and me!
In conclusion: Yes, we are sock freaks, but the REAL point is: Socks make life more fun . Appreciate !
Royal Queens: The Jackpot
have arrived and went, but you must know
that us two ladies are here at Sweetin heaven-sent!
And now you got proof .
Jodie and Alyssa--always ruling on top .
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