deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Sulking)
Irina has an ear infection.

Babies (SHUT UP I CAN STILL CALL HER A BABY EVEN THOUGH SHE'S A YEAR OLD NOW) with ear infections scream. Loudly. LOUDLY.

I think I've forgotten what sleep is.

And I'm running out of soothing songs to sing.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Eeewwww)
Nathan is a cranky asshat.

That is all.
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Aren't you a fucking genius)

You know, somehow, hearing the president call Kayne West an asshole made me so very proud to be an American.

Also, if said asshole had interrupted someone his size who could, conceivably, take up for themselves, instead of a 19 year old girl who probably weighs 90 pounds dripping wet and wearing cement shoes, no one would be anywhere NEAR as pissed off.

That concludes any and all of Baileigh's pop culture musings for the day. Thank you for being patient.
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Whaaaaat?)
You know what I don't understand? All these baking pans for brownies that make them all edge brownies. Edge brownies are gross. Come on, anyone sane knows the ones in the center are the best.


Jun. 24th, 2009 08:22 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Tired)
The Notebook is on. I am going to curl up and watch it and start sobbing uncontrollably here in about...oh, an hour. You know, if anyone wants to join me.


Jun. 20th, 2009 05:18 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Bored)
You know what I miss? Ally McBeal. With its Fishisms and various nutty lawyers and dancing babies and Vonda Shepherd and tiny, tiny skirts with bare legs no matter what time of the year it was.

That concludes Baileigh's random thought for the day, thank you for being patient.
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Shy smile)
Nobody uses the word 'harlot' enough. Why is that? It's an awesome word. It's definitely way better than 'whore' or 'slut'.

These are the thoughts that drift through my mind when I am blissfully relaxed and contented.
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Chilled)
I want a cheese omelette and toast. And orange juice. There's no rule that says you can't have breakfast for dinner, right?


Apr. 7th, 2009 10:29 am
deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Sunglasses)
Your Sunglasses Say You're an Enigma
You are chic, bold, and mysterious.
You are larger than life and very sexy.

You need to be shaded from people who are dull and ordinary.
You feel sunniest when you're around fabulous, exciting people

I don't know how I managed it, but I tripped over Ru this morning. I'm not supposed to be made of fail and clumsiness yet. I don't have the massive stomach and therefore the center of gravity excuse.

Not that I'm particularly graceful to begin with, but.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] SQUEE!)

--This is the last week of my first trimester. AWESOME.

--Look at your pinky finger. That's how big the baby is. 

--I'm getting married in 4 and a half weeks.

--There are certain people who know who they are that I am currently very happy for. These certain people know why.

You guuuuuuys!! Happy days are ahead!! Eeee!!

deep_red_bells: ([Emote] OMNOM)

So these? Are kind of ridiculously good, and addictive. And someone needs to take this bag away from me before I eat the whole thing.

deep_red_bells: ([Emote] *LOL*)
Listening to Christian Bale say 'fuck' a whole lot to a techno beat? Way more entertaining and catchy than it should be.

Not that I downloaded it or anything. Nope.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Bored)
This is seriously the longest plane crash....ever.

Also? That stupid spit curl is annoying and distracting.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Bored)
Easiest job in the world: playing a corpse on CSI.


Jan. 7th, 2009 01:24 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Confused)
I am eating dill pickle chips. Not dill pickles. Potato chips. Dill pickle flavored potato chips.

This puzzles me.


deep_red_bells: (Default)
Baileigh Solis

December 2010



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