Monday, September 20, 2010

requests or whatever you call em.

I would like to meet baby Logan soon...please hurry and come. We are all so anxious....especially me.

If somebody could please bring me 63 more boxes of those chocolates from Tiff and Jay's wedding, I would really appreciate that.

Homework, please stop being so lame. You are so tedious and time consuming and I just don't want to spend time with you anymore.

Apartment - please find yourself. I do not want to go hunting for you one single bit.

Also, house - please pack yourself.

Mother nature, please cool this stupid state down and let summer end and fall begin. I am sick of sweating all the time.

Groceries, go buy yourself.

Alright, that is enough for now.