accidental existence

Life, one sentence at a time

“….she’s always buzzing just like Neon….” August 30, 2009

Filed under: life — emletterman @ 12:15 pm

It’s been a while blog fans.
Life has been out of control…..or rather super busy and simply perfect.

It’s back to school time at work.
That means work work work for me.

Traveled up tp KC to visit the peeps and oh yeah um see Green Day LIVE.
It was the best three hours ever.
My second show, Adams first.
Because of a ticket mix up we got better seats.
Best part of the trip the Cheesecake Factory.

What would Brian Biotano make is on right now.
Damn he is almost too gay yo function.
I love him.
And his recipies all look good.
This is a bacon episode.
Adam should like that.

We rearranged Adams living room this weekend.
It is like a entirely different house.
It looks so much better.
More open.
More inviting.
I love it.
Thanks Pottery Barn graph paper and mini movable furniture.

Im hungry.
Adams is in the shower.
Im thinking Gaileys.
We havent been there in forever.

I think its offically fall in the Ozarks.
And I love it.
Sweater collection here I come.
And Lane.
Lane loves me and I love them.

We need to start working on our Halloween costumes.
Bee and beekeeper.
Should be super cute.
And somewhat east to make.
Ideas are already flowing.

Saw Inglorious Bastards last night.
Had comp passes from the theater.
It was glorious.
Better that Kill Bill.
Hans was hilarious.
Brad rocked his part.

Brian is dicing sweet potato.
He better watch it.
Thats how Jeff K lost a finger tip.

I have two articles and a column to type today.
I better get busy.

BTW John’s new CD Nov. 17.
Can’t wait.


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