the hussy
So I'm taking the HESI tomorrow morning at 9:00. And there is no chocolate. But someday I just know I will no longer have test anxiety...(Enter dream sequence...) I shall waltz in at 1 minute before the hour with my crisply sharpened pencil after 8 hours of deep sleep, with my beautifully coifed hair, (perhaps in a scrunchy), my perfectly applied lipstick, and my designer coffee and respond to all the questions correctly, changing no answers and feeling not one ounce of nausea.
Until then...I'll be wearing blue underwear. Think good thoughts.
posted by jill at 21:52
6 Comments:
so, how'd those panties work out for ya?
very well, thank you.
that's a blog in itself...
Ok...
how did "blue underwear" get turned into "panties"?
That must have been some thought process in the short span it took to click on "0 comments".
Way to go, Sting! Proff that , while over the hill, you ARE still a sex craved rocker.
ummmmmmmmm
i think the "panties" are done. you heard about them at dinner.
those fajitas were yummy. they didn't get me drunk, though.
Ahh, well then, you should have had 2 margarittas on an empty stomach. Works like a charm (or blue underwear).
haven't you noticed i don't drink anymore? i say dumb things when i'm drunk. i guess i say dumb things when i'm not drunk, huh. plus, my kids are too short to drive me home.
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