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Okay, so to update all of you who were wondering whose the mystery thong was... it was mine! I'm not quite sure how it ended up in the camper. Oh wait, it was probably from when I was in there throwing my clothes wildly about by myself. I should probably stop doing that...probably.
In other news, I just found out that I have to have the first draft of my thesis done by August, so my blogs will be less verbose, since I'll be spending all my verbosity on my damn thesis - sonofa!

6 Comments:
Maybe you should treat your thesis like a rant - you'll get a lot written quickly.
Well, there are several cross examination questions that come to mind regarding the "story" about the thong. But cross-examination, I find, is usually more effective when done in person.
Ann
I would have mailed you the thong but I don't have your new address or would you prefer I don't know. Dad says thanks for not inviting him to the flan party. I still haven't had any of the creme brule you keep bragging about and I even like you flan.
I dont get it... and what does Sonata mean cause you said it in my blog too!
wait I just read it again and finally found it out!
Actually I hadn't figured it out I wish I had but I had to get Naomi to explain that its Son of a not sun-Ov-a
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