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But I still kinda feel like I am. I've been sick for the last few days. Yesterday I had to work and could barely talk. It was super awesome. My mom told me I should call in sick, but when you only have four hours on the schedule you kinda hate to do that. I toughed it out, though. By the evening I was feeling pretty good and ended up rasping ( Read more... )

Last night was coffee, and coffee was good. Lots and lots of laughing. I'm glad Jason's back ( Read more... )

My son decided, whilst sleepwalking, that the clothes dryer was a good place to take a leak.

RAR RAR RARRRRR!!!!!

Myspace sucks my butt.

The Pirate Queen is angered!!!

I need a job. I need a job. I need a job. Hey hey hey HEY!

At least, one where I get more than 6 hours a week. I have a few possible leads out there. Everyone pray for me, send me positive mojo and all that good stuff. I'm getting desperate.

Oh the things the internet has for us. Check out catsthatlooklikehitler.com

I have been pretty bummed about my lack of hours at work lately. I was rather tired and feeling kinda shitty when I got home today. I went out to check how the storm had fed my new flowers and I found a little surprise: chilling out on the top of our chlorine floater in the pool was the cutest little frog ever ( Read more... )

A poem. In honor of the woodchucks living in my backyard, which eat my flowers, and which I hate ( Read more... )

Your 1920's Name is:
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