Friday, February 27, 2004

Yeah, Ed's still here, but it don't matter, he's totally cool, and knows I do my best. He has NEVER bothered me, except for some joking around. I found this cool link to one of my earlier commercials. It happens to be a Suger Smacks commercial starring Keith Coogan A.K.A. Keith Mitchell. Enjoy!

Tell vered to tell the caller he is viotating the "no-call" rules and that his call time and info has been recorded and that it is an $11,000 dollar fine to harrass a home number. That should get rid of him.


Hi, good morning my little kitten. Just thought I would provide a link to Lucky, the two legged dog. He is very cute, and fluffy. .....and so are you! I miss you, and can't wait to come home today and see you!


Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Just wanted to point out this polar bear that turned green. Maybe he's been smokin' some o' that whacky tobbaccy? I love you more than I love green bears. In fact, I love you more than anything in this world!


Friday, February 20, 2004

You are my tiger! Good morning my little kitten. Have you found your saucer of milk today? Have you found the catnip? Are you power napping near the heater? I miss my little kitten, and want to see her right away!


Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Very funny, I just found a whole page dedicated to the fighting styles of Donald Rumsfield.

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

Here's a little story of a salon that wants to get a liquor license. Now there's an idea that should catch on! Hi baby, how is my little kitten today? You are suuuuuuuuch a froobie. I love you, and miss you three times as much as I ever have. Can't you just quit being a hairdresser and come work with me? haha

Anyway, like I said, you are mine schlubinator! I will think of you until I see ya after 5, because after 5 I will be able to see you in person. Yaaaaiy!!

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Hi baby!!!

I am shooting you a quick note from work. I love you and miss you every minute that I can't see your little schmushkins. In case you were wondering, this is what a baby whale looks like.


Wednesday, February 04, 2004

First of all, you should feel safe with me. When I am with you at home, at night, it would take a grizzy bear to get through me to you. You have seen me go toe to toe with clown-face, and I wouldn't hesitate for a second to do the same with the drunk asshole wife-beater next door. Since we'd rather not have that happen, the simple solution is to merely call the cops instantly when we hear shit go down next door. We will be aggressive with Abraham regarding moving them out, and doing things around our pad like the linoleum and leak in the kitchen sink. If he can't get aggressive with the next door neighbors, then we will lead the charge. We are good tenants, and should not feel afraid or intimidated by our low rent. I love you. More than you will ever know....
So sorry about that. I totally spaced on it, and am glad you checked it! I know your brakes are going, and that's something we will have to deal with in the next week or so. We both have such hectic schedules now, it has been hard for me to do anything but work and sleep. I once again apologize for not checking your oil, hopefully no damage has been done. You have every right to be pissed, I use the car, but obviously have trouble cleaning it or checking it. My bad.

Here is a link to Janet Jackson's breast exposure during the super-bowl halftime show.

Tuesday, February 03, 2004

I think we should wait until at least Thursday b-4 we drop the rent in his mailbox. You are my little fluffy wuffy one. My hootchie kootchie smootchie floofy one. Good news about the gas bill! yeah!

I love you, see ya soon,


Monday, February 02, 2004

Yah! You got your brushes back! Awesome! I am just chillin' at work, surfin' the net and making some calls. We are totally short-handed today (superbowl virus) so I am helping out here and there. You are my little floobie, and I miss you and can't wait to see your little shmushkins after 5:00.

You are always in my thoughts...

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3


Sunday, February 01, 2004