Oh, the outrage
My boyfriend comes home tomorrow. I’m glad. I miss that guy.
I can still call him my boyfriend even though we’re married, right? I never liked the word fiance (so dumb), so I called Denny my boyfriend the entire time we were engaged. I still like it. I like how it has the word friend in it, which is above all else what he is.
A friend I get to see NAKED! WOOOOOOOO!
Geez, my parents are going to read this. Geez. And yet, here I am, right about to click the publish button…
Wait! I was just about to publish when I got an email. Someone’s comment got caught by one of my spam filters, and the error message advised him to contact me. He quoted me the error message text, and it contained this phrase:
“You may want to contact the blog admin via e-mail to notify him.”
HIM? I’m already on a nudity roll here; do you [source of error message] need me to prove the non-HIM-ness of this here blog admin?
Sheesh.
I agree about fiance in its current state, but I do find its Old French etymology a bit charming. I like that it originates from a word meaning “trust.”
Speaking of etymology, a professor recently used the phrase “slipper topic” in describing a term paper he assigned, and Google is not proving many details. I was thinking it meant something that didn’t fit, as in Cinderella’s slipper. Anyone have anything more accurate?
haha. this made me giggle. i love it when people get bloggy when they’re hyper!
Hey Aprille,
Its Sarah Wentzel-Fisher.
Please email me.
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