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  1. @jonathanluce What? No spoon? Who the hell did the dish run away with, then?
  2. Got our first wedding RSVP, and we haven't even sent out the invites yet!!
  3. has set high goals for herself for the weekend. And can totally accomplish them. If she stops messing around online, that is.
  4. I want to dress up as Google for halloween, but I'm not sure how to go about it. Suggestions?
  5. @StJoan We put out traps once, and killed one mouse. I cried, and we threw all of the traps out. Never again.
  6. Apparently the football game has started. It's a mile away, and is echoing off the park and being broadcast into my living room. Sigh.
  7. @misskatiekay Now I don't know if I want to dance or watch Parent Trap.
  8. ˙ǝןıɥʍ ɐ ɹoɟ pɹıǝʍ ǝןʇʇıן ɐ ɯǝǝs sƃuıɥʇ ǝʞɐɯ pןnoʍ dǝǝןs ou puɐ ǝuǝıɟɟɐɔ ʇɐɥʇ ןןɐ ʇɐɥʇ uʍouʞ ǝʌɐɥ pןnoɥs
  9. Is not a fan of grad school.
  10. Happy Birthday "Who Killed @AmandaPalmer"! #WKAP
  11. dementors are breeding in my measuring cup
  12. @KimBoekbinder Received pink dress. Beautiful!!
  13. Getting vewwy sweeeepy. Taking The Neverending Story and going to bed.
  14. @bethofalltrades Anyone who would unfollow you because of cats is probably not someone you want following you.
  15. Bread and pears (both bought on the discount rack) for "lunch" at 630PM. What a strange life I lead.
  16. @bethofalltrades I'm terribly sorry.
  17. @KimBoekbinder Email isn't working for paypal for some reason. paypal@kimboekbinder.com, correct? Not sure why I can't DM you.
  18. Some nights I'm very excited about this wedding thing. I get to marry my BEST. FRIEND. What could be better?
  19. Giveaway on your wishcake! http://tinyurl.com/ko2337 Are you as excited as I am?
  20. Determined to show my father that 95% of the forwards he sends me are totally fake.