I am in the midst of a huge project right now with a daunting deadline attached to it; hence the lack of, well, anything. It should all be over soon though, at which time I will once again be able to *work* instead of having to actually work. I know how rough this has been on some of you, that every fefaless day has been a little less rad than the last, but just hang in there a little longer…
The good news is that I’m still really, really hot. And boot season is back. Also, I’ve changed my hair and it is so totally awesome there aren’t even words for it. Except totally. And awesome.
So for now I leave you with Pooh noshing on a stogie. Yes, I give my dog tobacco products. No, I don't care what you think about it. Why? Because she's the tits baby, and deserves to kick back after a long day just like the rest of us. There should be enough objectionable material in this to tide you over until I wrap things up...
posted by Fefa @ 7:19 AM
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when you say "objectionable material" if you mean all that talk about work, yes, i was very, very offended =;-)
love the pic of smokin' hot doggie.
Well, I guess it could apply to talk about work; subject matter we all object to.
Specifically though, I was referring to the liberal use of words like 'rad' and 'awesome'. I almost threw in a 'tubular', but that would have taken things too far. The trick is knowing where to draw the line. And the line in this case totally falls just before 'The Ricker' references.
Hahaha, The Ricker.
Who are you again? I haven't seen or heard from you in so long that I've totally (yeah, I said totally) forgotten how super-awesome you are. When I hear the name Fe, I have these Depression-era type flashbacks of you and you're black and white petticoats, there's this old ragtime music playing, and you're shouting "look here, see, nyaaaaaa".
(underhand softball pitch for anyone wanting to hit it)
Vixen, don’t even get me started on how totally bitchin’ The Ricker was. Not now though. Now it’s all like, gag me with a spoon. What was I thinking? My banana clip must have been on too tight.
Bryan, I think you may need to lay off the hookah. Your hallucinations are getting out of control. Like I would ever wear a petticoat.
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