Ah if only my admirers could see me now. It's raining here. My daughter is out cleaning out the guinea pig cages while I am walking about in a pair of boxers barking out orders with my wet hair all combed back in the rain; fag in hand seems to be the constant theme of the day. The dishes are piling up in the sink as is the fag ash. My son announced
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OH MY GOD! Me & Amanda are on the Meet & Greet for Type O Negative tomorrow! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! oh my god, just dropped my keyboard there!