Utter Pointless Drivel

A spider fell on my head.

Today is not Thursday.

A spider fell on my head.

There is no beer in the beer fridge.

But there is caffinated beverage with bubbles.

I would really like to sleep tonight.

My baby turns 28 today.

No that is my husband.

My baby turns 7 months and 10days old today.

I would really like to sleep tonight.

A spider fell on my head.

The rubber chicken is looking at me in a threatening manner.

Teething baby might sleep tonight.

Delusion is better than reality.

A spider fell on my head.

i don’t like spiders and snakes

and that ain’t what it takes to love me

like i wanna be loved by you

Spiders and beers are not my thing in tandem, or maybe even separately.

I love the song Kilpisjärven Talvi by Älymystö.

At my brother’s house, I run a sleep deficit. This is mainly because I can’t sleep in, since my parents and the ambient house noise wake me up before my time.

I have two 2003 pennies on the desk now, surrounded by my brother’s stuff.

Love… I have no idea what it is.

4006 pennies? :confused:

No. Two pennies, both from the year 2003.

And they’re my brother’s. I merely moved them downstairs from the kitchen table to save them being raided by our mom, who seemed to think that someone gave them to her. :rolleyes:

Did the same thing with my brother’s Liz Phair Exit in Guyville tape… just in case our parents saw Side B, which features a song called Fuck And Run. (one of her bigger / biggest hits, so my brother tells me)

I invented pants.

have you seen mine?

I am pleased to be able to inform dopers world wide that washing the dishes with milk does indeed not work. It would be better for the sake of clean dishes around the world if we were to continue using detergent.

In other related news I have also found the employers take it badly when detergent is put in their coffee when they did in fact request milk.

Sleep calls but I wish to learn more about NoClueBoys pants.

I have, unfortunately, and I’m off to administer the Brain Bleach™ that you, in a fit of irony, were gracious enough to invent as well.

My nose is stuffy and my back hurts.

Thanks to the “extra credit” question on my astronomy exam last night, I know there is no such thing as half a hole. Not that I was in doubt.

I was hugging my husband this morning and the dog wormed her way in between the two of us so she could get a booty-scratch.

I turned 40 on Monday.

And on my desk there are three trolls: one picking his ear, one picking his nose, and the third is picking his butt.

Carry on.

The thyme and rosemary in my garden died, of mold. Maybe next year, I’ll plant farther apart.

AskNott I hope you performed a suitable somber funeral service for thyme and rosemary.

I don’t want to be at work today. No particular reason I just don’t want to be here.

I just coughed.

I like traffic lights
I like traffic lights
I like traffic lights
but only when they’re green.

pea’s are green also.

and so are the following emoticons
:smiley:

:rolleyes:

:stuck_out_tongue:

peas, not pea’s!

Thank goodness that I already needed some. Reading that post made me think of my friend Sean in his “sexy leather pants.” That was an image my brain did not want, let me tell you.

F_X

Give peas a chance!

Og smite the apostrophe.

Og bless Max_Castle for continuing my apostrophe education.

Og bless Thylacine for starting my apostrophe education.

You are = You’re

It is = It’s

Og bless NoClueBoy for once again making me laugh.