My journal's friends-mostly except for The Outfit Saga, but I friend back by default. When you friend me, you should drop a comment here so that
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So I have not posted in an AGE. I am still living at Hacienda Backsonparents, and don't have access to a desktop computer at home, and I don't like composing long posts on my iPad. But today I am doing it. BECAUSE I LOVE YOU. AND AMERICA
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A bit worse for the wear today. Of course, around 4, I got very, very sleepy. Forced myself out of bed by 10 AM, because Papa Backson is turning up this PM and I have a strong desire to portray responsible adulthood (read: a clean apartment) in front of him. Vaguely hungover (from the pain pills cocktail and the tiredness; no alcohol was
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Also, I had to join twitter so that I could join Pinterest. So if you are a twitter person, give me the high sign so that I can be following someone other than Levar Burton (who is, I'll admit, hilarious
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I managed to spill coffee in my purse today (don't even ask; it's a talent). My filofax and wallet were mostly spared. My phone is currently recuperating in a jar of rice (once I pried the battery cover off, seriously, HTC, did you guys even TRY any human factors testing on that thing?). My entire apartment smells like coffee, but like stale,
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THEY SAY IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TOO THEY SAY IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY WE'RE GONNA HAVE A GOOD TIME I'M GLAD IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.