doin' stuff like this:
(that would not be my wedding. obvs. but this is where i am hoping to have my wedding. yes, i know i need to book if i want it in less than a year. this would be why i am buggin'. yeah, i said buggin')
i was here for a while:
(this would be north conway, nh. i decided if i turned 30 in the woods of nh, my thirties wouldn't really find me and i would still be 29 when i got back to MA. good logic, right?)
i was trying to figure out stuff like this:
(leopard print skivvies in a tree. in the middle of the woods. seems like a good night...)
hmm. what else? oh yeah, and jersey shore. duh. i especially enjoy when the situation calls for pizza or a cab ("wait. what's the name?"). and pauly d- he's on fire this season. and by on fire, i mean funny. and i don't even know if he means to be, but he is. it's all pretty darn good in miami.
i don't know what has been wrong with me lately, but i have been a wicked lurker and that's it. i am like a little hermit crab. i snoop around until i see someones shadow, then i retreat to my shell. or a groundhog. or something. i mean online. with blogs and the twat and stuff. i reread that and it made no sense so felt i should clarify.
i googled things that make no sense. this will probably give me nightmares.
HOLD THE PRESSES. paranormal activity two?! i mean, the first one was alright, but hasn't that ship sailed? does anyone remember blair witch 2? me either- i had to google it to see if it existed. silliness.
anywho, there. band-aid officially ripped off.
i miss the intahnets. and this post kind of makes me seem like i am on drugs. gah.
15 comments:
dont worry, i've been a terrible blogger too! thats a gorgeous location for your wedding! better lock it down before some bridezilla swipes your date!
I MISS YOU and your posts. Please come back.
And that picture freaked me out when I realized what it was. Thanks in advance for the nightmare! :-)
a) where is that wedding place?
b) the last picture is freaking me out
c) i miss you. please come to Toronto.
The wedding location is gorgeous.
Happy birthday! Welcome to your 30's.
That picture is hilarious. It took me a minute to figure out that it was a guy's head. I wonder if he went to all that trouble just for a picture.
Sadly, I remember Blair Witch 2. J and I played hooky from work on Halloween 10 years ago and went to see it during the day. It was memorable because we had just started dating and it was the first "date-y" sort of thing we did together. Lame, isn't it?
That picture. I am scarred and blind and now crying in fetal position.
I'm proud of you for just writing. It IS like ripping a band-aid off.
You're never going to believe this but I think I am going to post again today. Craziness.
I feel like I'm on drugs after seeing that terrifying photo you found and the leopard tree panties.
I definitely need you to have your wedding in that beautiful place so I can ooh and aah over your beautiful pictures.
I'm glad you're back. It makes me have sadness when you don't post.
You are on drugs. This post just confirmed it.
That wedding locale is amazing. Book it, now. Then tell me when it is so I can conveniently be visiting my friend in Boston.
I usually leave my leopard print panties in the woods as a trail marker.
You need to start blogging about all your wedding plans and such. In the meantime, I'm going to try to erase that back of the head face from my mind.
miss you too, girlie!!
come back!
Yes, come back!! And leave that weird shaved head freak away from your blog!!!
Your'e not on drugs, you have wedding brain and that's perfectly normal!!! I had panic attacks a-plenty when I was planning mine. We miss you!!!
I think you should know that being a bride is pretty much exactly the same as being on drugs...except that it lasts for much longer than 8 hours and no one is tripping with you. OK...I take that back...y'know how sometimes you go out with a group of people and somehow you end up ass-over-heels hammered and they are all pretty much sober? It's like that from the time you get the ring until you say the vows...well...really, until like a month after the vows. So, please google away...we'll still be here because we heart you so and...
Jessalyn and Manfriend sittin in a tree...K-I-S-S-I-N-G....
When you stay away from the world wide interweb, your brain becomes squishy like a hacky-sack.
Also, groundhogs are cute so I'm okay with it if you'd like to be one.
Except, early in February, some jackass will stick you in a tree, then yank you back out, pretend to talk to you and lie about the weather and blame it on you.
Tough life for a groundhog.
Welcome back!
Wait. If a girl turns thirty in the woods, but no one is there to know it, does she really turn thirty? DEEP THOUGHT.
Also: You show me a bride who says she's not on drugs and I'll show you a liar.
You will be one gorgeous, gorgeous bride. Possibly also a drugged bride, but gorgeous nonetheless.
I'm totally late to the party but happy you're back!
I am totally stunned at the picture of the skivvies in the woods, almost as much as backward man!
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