tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184016912011-04-21T11:52:58.375-07:00Gizmo's Mumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03797300999413269893noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401691.post-1131729118815864692005-11-11T09:11:00.000-08:002005-11-11T14:35:35.890-08:00<span style="color:#993399;"><span style="color:#000000;">Only <strong>5</strong> days left! I am going to be a 27 year old adult in <strong>5</strong> days! What's a girl to do? Can this really be my life? Shopping for wood flooring and dining room tables? When did I become SO old? I went to the bar at 7:30 last night and you know what I did? I finished up a Partylite Candle order with a girlfriend &amp; waited for 9pm to roll around so we could get 1/2 price appetizers and 2 for 1 beers. Drank 2 beers and went home. Is this what was in my destiny?</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401691-113172911881586469?l=gizmosworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gizmo's Mumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03797300999413269893noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401691.post-1130532885933170602005-10-28T13:26:00.000-07:002005-11-11T08:56:52.070-08:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">So it's 3:30 Friday afternoon. I seem to be having a hard time concentrating on my work. In this desk. Under these fluorescent lights. Listening to the lady behind me cough, sneeze, sing, yawn, snore (yes I said snore, which happens way too often) and make other various strange noises. I'm not so sure I even want to find out what really IS going on back there half the time?<br />Never the less I find myself daydreaming about Gizmo. I wonder what Gizmo is doing right now? Today I left channel 9 on the television for her. Last night while at my friend Tanya's house I had to disclose a secret of ours. Gizmo has a favorite song. "Lonely" by AKON. When I hear it I think of her. Darrell sometimes even sings it to her but he probably wouldn't admit it if asked. I wonder what keeps her little kitty mind occupied for 8-10 hours a day sitting at home by her lonesome (because she HATES all living creatures besides her parents)?? Basically, her loneliness is her own damn fault, but I still feel bad.<br />So I am having a Halloween Party at my house tomorrow night. Gizmo will have to be quarantined to the upper levels of our domain so that none of my guests will be afraid to enter the Halloween Dungeon we used to call home. I'm hoping everyone is smart enough to ignore the howling and scratching coming from behind the upstairs door. Well about an hour left and 4 hours of work to do. Until next time-</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401691-113053288593317060?l=gizmosworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gizmo's Mumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03797300999413269893noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18401691.post-1130518486125672152005-10-28T09:52:00.000-07:002005-10-28T09:54:46.130-07:00It took me forever to set up this stupid blog. Am I THAT computer illiterate?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18401691-113051848612567215?l=gizmosworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gizmo's Mumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03797300999413269893noreply@blogger.com0