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[Jan. 27th, 2008|03:11 pm] |
Heya Shawnz, howzit in teenagerland?
I'm looking forward to working for only another month and a half. "Chris", as the girls have dubbed him, has functioning lungs, and his brain is growing. At this stage reading, talking and singing to the baby is always reccomended. He can distinguish between light and dark, and he'll be over a foot long at the end of the week. He weighs close to about 2 pounds.
Next week, noteiceable eyebrows and lashes, muscle tone (accompanied by in utero workouts, oh boy) mostly developed lungs and voice recognition. |
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[Jan. 26th, 2008|10:06 pm] |
Does anyone else feel like mashed potatoes? Eating them, I mean. |
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[Jan. 26th, 2008|12:48 am] |
Ya know what's nice?
Booze. Booze is really nice. And no matter how hard you hide it, it doesn't disappear on you.
Plus you can mix flavors. Always a bonus. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2008|10:44 pm] |
Sorry girls, but you're gonna have to wait a while for that little girl cousin. This little cousin is a boy. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2008|03:31 pm] |
Well, she was a little late but hell, I don't know how far along I am half the time so I can understand the mix-up.
The BoobFairy visited me kids, and I'd just like to say being pregnant is awesome. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2008|11:49 am] |
So, uh, where am I, exactly?
And what the hell was that? |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2008|05:50 pm] |
Erm, yes.
That whole song. . thing, it was um, you know, a fake.
Anyhow, New Yorkers, don't fret. I am leaving on a small trip soon. |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2008|08:36 am] |
I say, that was most...disturbing. And everything is so noisy. This... computer thing... I hope I am doing this right.
Hello?
Oh dear.
My name is Doctor Gabriel Harkness, and I am most confused. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|10:22 pm] |
So I thought, man, I'm home for a bit, I'll just lay down and get off my feet, sneak some coffee if the man isn't home, read my nice brand new books and relax.
No, no, NO, says Caleb's son. He's gonna kick the shit crap out of me instead.
I'm slowly going insane. April 21st, is way too far from today and if I don't go into labor that day? I'll schedule the C-section myself.
I need to leave the Nintendo alone, Mario's gonna cuss me out if I kill him one more time. And Bowzer laughs whenever he dies on 64, and the sound is driving me nuts.
Breathe. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|10:00 pm] |
Oh, who just perfected Expert?
There is a Guitar Hero in me.
This calls for celebration. |
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[Jan. 21st, 2008|11:36 pm] |
Ow. Dammit. That wasn't cool. |
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[Jan. 21st, 2008|11:31 pm] |
PRINCESS!
You's on TV! |
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[Jan. 21st, 2008|01:28 pm] |
...Daddy? Papi?
We's not feeling so good. |
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[Jan. 20th, 2008|06:35 pm] |
Thanks to a certain crabass, I really, really have a craving for Oreos.
I have a headache. Ow. Ow. Ow.
I've changed my shirt three times because three separate patients have felt the staggering need to reach out and rub my abdomen.
Fucking creepy. You guys are all sick and you're rubbing my unborn baby's sleeping place? No, no, no, no. |
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[Jan. 20th, 2008|03:43 pm] |
Well. At least it was fun while it lasted. |
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[Jan. 19th, 2008|05:24 pm] |
So. . .yeah.
Zeke passed away today. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2008|06:53 pm] |
. . .
Is it safe to come out yet? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2008|04:15 pm] |
Oh god not this again.
Can anyone understand me?
Where's my frickin gun? |
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[Jan. 17th, 2008|06:16 pm] |
Oh, for fucks sake. . . |
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[Jan. 17th, 2008|01:29 pm] |
Can someone tell me why my head suddenly sounds like a bad porno, cutting in and out of a televangelism marathon?
It's all 'Oh God' this, and 'Please send me money' that.
More importantly, where is the 'off' button? |
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[Jan. 17th, 2008|10:01 am] |
Well shit. How many times does a girl have to go through puberty for fuck's sake? I'm a fucking deity. This is ridiculous.
Hey guys check it out! Now for the low low price of your eternal soul, you too can schtup a 14 year old! But wait, there's more! If pedophilia just isn't doing it for you anymore, take a gander at this! She's God too! How about that for ironic? |
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[Jan. 16th, 2008|10:06 pm] |
Stop. Thinking.
Everyone.
It shouldn't be that hard, right?
Especially you, kid-picturing-my-daughters-naked. Or are those mine?
[edit] This means you, Jason Todd. |
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[Jan. 16th, 2008|10:50 am] |
It's pretty hard to explain to a three year old why mommy was naked, so thank God that one's over.
( Aw, crap. Not this. ) |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|09:50 pm] |
FAT ROLLS.
(I am so going to get my ass kicked.) |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|10:28 pm] |
Daddy! Papi! This stupid... place, made us...
I wanna go home. |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|05:30 pm] |
( Uh oh. ) |
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[Jan. 15th, 2008|01:36 am] |
So yeah. We went to see my cousin and her baby last night and took the video camera along with us, and Willy, for whatever reason, thought he saw blood on the baby's lip. So here the poor thing is trying to point it out to his daddy, and what doesw daddy do? Make fun of the way he talks!!
You can watch the shameful act here. Mean old daddy. ;).
The new single is officially out! I'm including the lyrics but request it on your local radio stations!!
( Piece of Me. ) |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|09:55 pm] |
I want a ham sandwich. With pickles...
And maybe some marshmallows? I can't wait to head over to my Da's place. His kitchen is packed.
...but that's only if I can haul my fat self over there. Blech. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|07:01 pm] |
I swear, Matt. This is the only child you are getting out of me.
I feel so fat. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|07:24 pm] |
Where Mummy is? Her go 'way 'gain. Miss Dinah? Miss Carrie? Pretty lady wif silly hair? Wobbie scared. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|06:34 pm] |
Ew. I'm like, really fat.
Sooo not allowed to ever touch me again, CayCay.
Ok, so who wants to come give me a mani/pedi? I wont pay you but I'll pretend I'm gonna so you do a good job! |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|12:37 pm] |
Thanks, J. I really needed that drink. I owe you one.
As for you, Titter, or whatever your name is, My religion dictates I have to love my brother.
But I can love you and still hope you die in a housefire.
We're over pineapples now, not it's taquitos. Taco meat and cheese ones. |
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[Jan. 13th, 2008|03:27 pm] |
I don't think I've ever been called so many names over the phone before in my life. . .
ETA:
( Dr. Cuddy ) |
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[Jan. 12th, 2008|04:38 pm] |
Well, so much for privacy. ZMT reported the engagement today. So, I may as well make it public here, too. Todd Anderson and I are getting married. You'll probably hear about the scandal. *gasp* Two men proclaiming their love. I don't care. Todd and I are meant to be together. We've been through so much, marriage is the next step. I don't care who does or who doesn't approve. I love him. And I want the whole world to know it, and if that means I lose my job and no one will hire me to act on stage any more, then so be it. Todd's more important than any of that. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2008|01:24 pm] |
Someone remind me again why I can just live as a professional 'gambler' for the rest of my life?
It worked for those fat guys on ESPN. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2008|12:41 pm] |
( You )
I'm never moving again. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2008|04:12 am] |
So yeah, Shawn, unfortunately was right. I'm rockin' the eight week look the day before I'm the speeded upped version of eight weeks.
Which. . either means the twins really did jinx me or he/she is super healthy. I guess. I didn't expect to hit the first stage of noticeability this fast. I've seen women go thru this, I know what it should look like, it looks a lot like overeating bloating. But it doesn't got away.
And yeah, home tomorrow. California was nice.
Caleb? Buy some pineapple. |
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