Due to personality traits that, even at 36, I have yet to outgrow, the promised baring of my soul post will not be, erm, posted. You have my assurance that I am working on it as I type. (Ok, well, not as I type right this second because I'm typing this. But you get my meaning.) In the meantime go here and buy this. It does, indeed, smell like bliss.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Tomorrow came and I wasn't ready
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Anything Pina Colada scented is most definately bliss in my eyes.
Especially if it's spiked with booze.
And now I'm singing that Holmes Rupert song...
Found you through Jess Riley's blog, LOVE the procrastination poster :)
Thanks for stopping by, Monique. That's a good one, eh?
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