Saturday, June 04, 2011
She's a Brick House
Saturday, May 28, 2011
House Update
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
In-Law Friendly
There are very few of you who are invited to read my blog. Basically college friends and siblings. Mom keeps wanting to read it, and I'm fairly certain Jon does. The second one is fine with me. The first is not. Nor would I ever want my in-laws or random facebook friends to scroll through my archives. Since I plan on quitting facebook tomorrow (or once I get around to it) I want to have a blog up and running for the general masses. I have it built but not populated.
audreymichalchristensen.blogspot.com
I am going to post some entries from my archives. Any suggestions?
FYI, I will continue to post anything emotional on this site. Therefore, if you are invited to read that, continue reading here. If you are not, please move on to the other blog.
audreymichalchristensen.blogspot.com
I am going to post some entries from my archives. Any suggestions?
FYI, I will continue to post anything emotional on this site. Therefore, if you are invited to read that, continue reading here. If you are not, please move on to the other blog.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Hair of the Dog
I know caffeine affects me. I know that it makes my nightmares ten times worse. And I know that Dr. Pepper tastes freakin' fantastic. So when my friends were over, popping open cans, I reflected on what I knew, and then I took a can.
I was wired until midnight, and then my dreams were vivid and brutal reenactments of Game of Thrones, et al., which I haven't read since 2003. When I woke, my eyes were bright red and my entire body cried out for more sleep.
"The caffeine was a bad idea," I mumbled to Kevin, several times.
"To be fair, you knew that going into it," he said.
And if I hadn't, he had reminded me. So that was his way of saying, I told you so.
I just groaned. I knew it was my own fault, but I also knew that I had to get through the day ahead. So I grabbed another Dr. Pepper on my way out the door. No cure like the hair of the dog that bit you.
I was wired until midnight, and then my dreams were vivid and brutal reenactments of Game of Thrones, et al., which I haven't read since 2003. When I woke, my eyes were bright red and my entire body cried out for more sleep.
"The caffeine was a bad idea," I mumbled to Kevin, several times.
"To be fair, you knew that going into it," he said.
And if I hadn't, he had reminded me. So that was his way of saying, I told you so.
I just groaned. I knew it was my own fault, but I also knew that I had to get through the day ahead. So I grabbed another Dr. Pepper on my way out the door. No cure like the hair of the dog that bit you.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Spam
I got a spam comment today:
"Finally, an issue I'm passionate about. I have been searching the internet for hours looking for information of this caliber..."
They posted this on Post-Extraction Beauty.
I'm so glad my puffy face inspired passion in someone!
"Finally, an issue I'm passionate about. I have been searching the internet for hours looking for information of this caliber..."
They posted this on Post-Extraction Beauty.
I'm so glad my puffy face inspired passion in someone!
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Before
Thursday, April 21, 2011
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