Tuesday, November 11, 2008

My couch is eleven hours old

And already I've fallen asleep on it and nearly lost the remote control in its butt, or whatever the appropriate furniture term for seam between the cushions is.

Also, I know the couch is much older than eleven hours but I choose to ignore the life it led before we crossed paths.

Also, unrelated, I don't like video chatting. I just don't. No thank you, gmail.

7 comments:

:-D Shea said...

Congrats, I'm sure you'll both be so happy. :-D

Brett Jones said...

Pre Alison the couch was simply in it's fetal state. Your backside settling into it's cushions was it's birth, bringing into the world making it a real couch. That is assuming it was never a floor model. If it was a floor model then it's more like an adoption, or if the couch becomes difficult and unmanageable a foster couch.


Word Verification: fling

Fling? They aren't even trying anymore.

Joe said...

There's nothing in the world like scoring some virgin couch.

Toddrod said...

You don't like VIDEO CHATTING?!?! Does this mean no more VLOGS? :(


Toddrod

Brett Jones said...

Dear God! Bite you're tongue toddrod. I live for vlogs.

Joe said...

Alison - I just saw that Amber Smith from Celebrity Rehab is going to be on Red Eye tonight. Should be interesting.

immolation4U said...

Hi Alison, how's about you load a pic of this thing you bought for us to see?
After weeks and weeks of procrastination, I wanna see what eventually slayed your beast of burden.