No Aurora, I didn't meet Outkast. Laziness always gets the best of me.
Yesterday I dropped a two-quart glass pitcher full of pink lemonade on the floor. I broke Darren's (favorite!) pitcher and wasted all that good lemonade and THEN I had to clean it up. I wasn't amused.
I just made another pitcher of pink lemonade in the plastic pitcher since I'm not allowed to eat anything today. I'm going to Angie's to drink beer tonight and that really uses up my calories quickly, so I thought I'd try to get full from Crystal Light. So just now I was so excited that I might be able to get my bus passes for cheaper that I knocked my full glass of pink lemonade all over the desk reaching for the calculator to check my math.
Also, last week I knocked a glass off the nightstand and got some sort of fluid (moldly apple juice, perhaps) all over the wall and the floor RIGHT before bed. Out of bed with me...clean that moldly mess up, woman.
My clumsiness is making me miserable. Do they make sippy cups for adults?
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Wow. That has to be genetic.
12:30 PM
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