you finally can get back into your old favorite jeans that you had gotten too fat for and as you stand in front of the mirror unable to believe what your eyes are seeing, unable to believe you actually got the zipper up on those fuckers and you reach into the pockets thinking no way is my hand going to fit in there...and then it does...and you pull out $15.00 you left in the jeans a year ago.


I know this is what happens when you have a good day because this is just happened to me.

So, what makes a good day for you guys?

thats a ROCKIN good day hun

Mach said:

tell me about it

and today I finally got to go see the new school I'm going to be teaching at...and guess what...

The whole school is purple, purple is the school color!

How's that for a good omen?

That's too awesome, what's your secret??

Wake up-blow job without askin'
Shower
Racing in the morning
Bunk up in the pits-without asking
Racing in the afternoon
Home
Bath
Food
Back rub
Blow job
Cuddle
Sleep

What a day!!

A good day for me is when I open the mail and I have a child support check! Doesn't happen that often, but when it does, I enjoy it


Smooches;)

A great day is when you wake up and dont wanna go to work only to realise its Saturday and not Friday

A good day is always when you get something unexpected, something that makes you smile...

Byron said:

aint that the truth!

shanti0608 said:

Eating less than 20 fat grams/less that 600 calories a day, smoking a lot and curciut training every day. ]

May not sound healthy but I talked to my Doctor about and he says it's ok...well everything except the smoking a lot.

I've lost 14 pounds in the last 2 weeks.

By Spring I should reach my goal of looking like an Olsen twin!

j/k

Sweeny79 said:

thats rockin too our middle school here ... they are PURPLE power too

Natisse said:

Yep...for example, a voicemail from Natisse...

Saturday was a good day for me!
I was driving to visit my family which is normally a chore but it was nice outside and I had a new mix CD from a friend to listen to that made me really, really happy and I bought my mom some gorgeous flowers on the way and once I was there, just when I thought I couldn't take my family any more, endo called me up to tell me about a block party going on a mere 8 blocks from my house in Uptown. So I had the perfect excuse to get out of the rest of the family thing and head back home and I ended up spending a gorgeous night outside with a bunch of my friends and all of my neighbors and Har Mar Superstar was headlining the festivities and it was really quite fun.

Mach said:

CarrieMpls said:

Now that's a really good day!

Byron said:

I don't know about you but something like that is way better than any material thing anyone could buy um...not from me exactly but you know what I mean

When the holiday inn blows up and I get a call

"Sadly the holiday inn has blown up..that means no work forever"

"yesssss"

BucketOfBouncyBalls said:

I love hotels and airports and rest stops and train stations... I love anything having to do with travel...but it must really suck to work at one of them.

when...

Althom takes a bath or

when 9s doesn't sign on

when Strangers with Candy Movie comes out.

Sweeny79 said:

So do I!

They all make me happy!

CarrieMpls said:

I get giddy in those places.

Natisse said:

I agree completely...*smile*...Hearing the welcoming voice of someone close to you really makes the day more beautiful. (and yes that includes you, ya nimrod..lol )

Sweeny79 said:

me too...

I work as a chef...so i don't see much of everyone but I do a lot of prep for parties and such...and it starts getting to you when your hours get constantly changed..like today i work from 5-1am
and tomorrow i have to go in at 10 in the morning which will make me extremly cranky

BucketOfBouncyBalls said:

I can see why it would make you cranky!

Sweeny79 said:

Byron said:

Sweeny79 said:

lol

amorbella said:

A call from my brother that he just got invited to play a gig with three former friends of mine - all musicians of
a former six-piece. Knowing that at least two of them never got along, with a nice feeling for understatement.
Knowing that two other former members (or friends) of that very six-piece did the same (inevitably) recently,
by starting to get to playing together again.

Now, I ask the million dollar question, who is that mysterious sixth member that prosperously manages to
contain his freedom to anybody, but himself?

And is it a good day?



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