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[morissette_a]

Picking at emotional scabs.

Pick, pick, pick, pick.

I know I'm a moody bitch. It's the cross I've had to bear since I was old enough to start bleeding once a month. Being called a moody bitch because I don't want to leave the house for a while isn't something I revel in. As a matter of fact, it provokes more moodiness, and the throwing of the

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[bj_armstrong]

I think you and I will get along just fine. :-*

[morissette_a]

Always something I'm glad to hear, darling.

How're you spending the holiday?

[bj_armstrong]

My sons are over. I made the mistake of giving them chocolate... God help me.

[morissette_a]

Aw. Well, here's hoping that it all goes well for you and your boys.

[hansenbeck]

I'm just glad you're okay. I was starting to worry you weren't coming back. You can throw a coffee cup at me. Especially if any of this is because of me....I'd totally let you do worse if it would make you feel better.

[morissette_a]

No, sweetie, my being MIA has nothing to do with you. It's me. Totally me.

[stefani__g]

Please stay.

[morissette_a]

I wasn't planning on leaving, honey. I'm just feeling very hermit-like lately, that's all.

[stefani__g]

I know, it was just a general plea. I hope you're one of those people who signs on aim.

[morissette_a]

It happens from time to time.