My BFF
Today my new BFF is an iced-venti-nonfat-latte from Char-bucks.
Holy Crap Batman! I just have to make it through today and then I can sleep!
Hey Dean......Let's do some BBQ tonight. Sangria, my black bean salsa, some corn on the grill......that would rule. If I start driving now I can get there by 11pm or so..... Sarah....are you free too?
posted by hellokitty9276 @ 9:23 AM
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The corn is soaking. It'll be ready to grill by the time you get here. I'm gonna grill some portabellos, too, because I know after that long drive that you'll be really hungry.
OK. So I'm stupid. What does "BFF" stand for? It's the young people thing now...talking in acronyms. Lisa from work, whom you've met, is always throwing them out. TD is the latest one. "True Dat." I can't hardly keep up. And I thought I was relatively smart. OMG. WTF?
Marla, G*d d*mmit. Tonight is f*cking Harry Potter night and I'm without my wife until like 2:30 in the morning. She's wearing Vera Wang to the "ball." And I'm getting drunk on Labatt's. When you get here, if I don't answer the doorbell, just let yourself in.
Oh...and I think Sarah has a date. But I bet I could get Sara and Lisa over here.
Have I mentioned how star struck I am lately? To actually be getting e-mail from Rhett Miller telling me that "we're on" for us to go to the Old 97's soundcheck on Wednesday in Cleveland? I think that's pretty damn cool. My goal? A hug from Rhett to go with the hug from Ryan. :-)
Oh...and I bought Char-bucks stock the other day. So keep sucking down that swill, OK?
BFF...Big Fat Fondness? Bad Foolish Food? Boffo F*cking Fill-me-up? Damn. I'm stumped. :-(
Marla, I can't believe you hang out with people who don't know what BFF means.
Sigh...Dean, I've never met you, but I have enjoyed your enchilada recipe several times. So thank you. BFF means "best friend forever." And you are welcome.
dean darling.....BFF is best friends forever.
That starbucks saved my life. It is now 7:45pm, I am still at work, and all I had was that stupid latte and a slice of swiss cheese. I really could use that bbq right about now!! Instead I have a raging headache and a pocket full of sales for the week!!! i have officially had the best first week of sales ever (well within my company)
you can be my bff next week. afterall....you are a rocknroll superstar!
Best Friend Forever. Sh*t. I knew that. It must be the short-term memory loss from the Klonopin.
Swiss cheese rules.
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