Monday, January 23, 2006
On being loved...
So, as i managed to pick my way down through the stairs in my percocet-induced haze last Friday night, (a direct result of getting my wisdom teeth systematically removed from my head that morning) (all four. it was fun.) i was contemplating my current innability to play Halo with any efficiency when i noticed my bedroom door closed.
Odd.
Normal people would probably just push through their door and fall face first into bed as i had been planning to do, but i paused a moment and thought.. "i didn't leave my door closed when i left. and the only way it stays shut is if it quite purposefully placed into said position."
barring myself for the ninjas that awaited me on the opposite side of the door, i shrugged my way through the threshhold to find not ninjas... but worse. I had been 'Pinked'.
Odd.
Normal people would probably just push through their door and fall face first into bed as i had been planning to do, but i paused a moment and thought.. "i didn't leave my door closed when i left. and the only way it stays shut is if it quite purposefully placed into said position."
barring myself for the ninjas that awaited me on the opposite side of the door, i shrugged my way through the threshhold to find not ninjas... but worse. I had been 'Pinked'.
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You got that rug at target!
Steph
Nope! Outside the BX on base last fall. 100 bucks or something. I thought he was ripping me off, but i later found out that rugs are expensive. Who knew.
Oh so you got punked!!! (I mean pinked) Hey it is just proof that you are loved by your kids even when you have had oral....lol....surgery!
Hey Doug! yeah the room looks pretty awesome. who on earth would do that to someone who just got their teeth pulled??? -Sady
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