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The Spice Girls are reuniting according to the running headlines on Broadway I get my new from.

My inner twelve year old just passed out.

My inner twenty year old wants to know how they are going to afford Posh's costumes this time around.

Dear Reed Richards,
Seriously baby we can make it work. I get you babe. I know I am not a movie star, or invisible, or smart, or um Jessica Alba. But it could work.

(Obsessive) kisses,
Liz

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Reed Richards you're just so dreamy.

Everyone around me is talking about Alice. Alice in Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass. I suppose the world could have more subtle ways to tell me to pick up a book. My brain is running to mush.

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More after I:
Move.
Get a new phone.
Avoid needing a restraining order. (HAHAHAHA)
Pass work on level:hard.
Eat this salad.
Don't die.

Love,
Liz

Well I meant to get out tonight, but that just wasn't in the cards. Sorry for promising something I couldn't make good on.

Instead of mood icons I need Today my hair is:
with a color and a picture beside it. Really this needs to happen. When I am not dead from work. It just might.

Heehee charmedseed made it for me.

In return I will not shave her eyebrows off next weekend.

(Yay!)