I'm wondering why all of a sudden I feel nausous and *weird*.

I better not be getting sick!

I wonder where I'm going tonight.

I thought it would never happen. I really, really thought that. But sometimes, I just don't want to. :eek: It's not often, though. There are plenty of times when I think all day "when I get home, I'm going to throw something his way." (thanks to STC, now that'll be the terminology I use :p) But I NEVER think all day "he sure ain't getting any tonight!" Seems like a sad thing to think about. Pondering withholding, on purpose? :(
That makes two of us, darling. When I do have to say no, I'm not in the mood, it kills me. I feel so bad, not just for him, but because I'm missing out too. But some nights it just ain't in the cards. Some days aren't good days to go to Disneyland either.

LSPE - I sometimes wake up with a bitten tongue. Ow.
I'm so impressed at EH's honesty...I, too, don't mind hearing such things. :)

I'm wondering if the Tiki Room will live up to the hype.

I'm wondering why, oh why, am I being tortured right now.

My whole tenant situation (LJ readers will know what I'm referring to) is making me so nervous, I have to pee all the time.

I'm wondering if I should have asparagus and beets to mark the occasion...

I Wonder
I wonder, I wonder
I wonder why each little bird has a someone
To sing to, sweet things to
A gay little lark melody?

I wonder, I wonder
I wonder if my heart keeps singing
Will my song go winging
To someone, who'll find me
And bring back a love song to me?

:D

I'm wondering why I keep mojoing the same damn people...

I'm wondering why there is an empty box of thin mints in my freezer.
I'm wondering why I feel obligated to do my hair before I go and get it cut
I'm wondering why I just discovered this ubercute way to do my hair.

I wonder if I should tell the story of the time I had to go to the ER in the middle of the night and give a pee sample after consuming my weight in asparagus earlier in the day......

I wonder if you'd understand the extreme embarrassment I felt.

I wonder if you can imagine the grossocity of the smells emanating from that little cup.

I wonder if you can picture the look of complete disgust and dismay on the nurses face when I handed her my cup of steaming asparagus piss.

I wonder why I even had to piss in a cup when it was my back that was killing me.

I wonder who the hell Tony is and where he went. And now I, too, wonder when he'll be back from wherever he is.

I wonder if SacTown got any last night? I know I did. :snap:

I wonder is Simon LeBon is right now thinking about me and my self-perceived hotness and my drunken dancing and dialing random people so they could listen to me scream, "OHMYGOD!!! HE'SSOF*CKINGHOTILOVEHIMSOMUCHILOVETHISSONGIT'SMYF AVORITE!!!!CANYOUHEAR IT?"

A gentleman never tells. So no, I didn't. :(


But things are looking good for tonight! :snap: