Since confidentwoman tagged me again, I figure I'll actually do the meme this time instead of trying to remember to do it and then totally forgetting.

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This story is for those in boob_nazis and boobie_bootcamp, and anyone else who might be interested.

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Yeah, I'm popping in for a brief update while Taryn is sleeping. *knocks on wood ( Read more... )

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The boys are watching Toy Story 2. The part where the cowgirl was telling Woody about her owner - you know when Sarah McLachlan sings that song - was just on. Every single time I see it, it makes me cry. I start feeling guilty about all the footless, butch-shorn barbies I had ( Read more... )

LJ doesn't like me today. I've been trying to make comments or read journals, and it either takes so long to load that I fall asleep, or it just poops out and I end up on that page of nonexistence.

*sigh*

Oh well... at least I have an excuse to rest my hand, since I burnt the crap out of it. It's all blistery and icky.

Thanks to ezzvaldez for hooking me up with a gmail account. I was reading through some of the nifty things about it, and I have to admit that I actually went squee!

For those that are interested, you can now get a hold of me at navygrrl at gmail dot com. Yes, I didn't come up with any funky new names. I'm a stickler for routine. ;)

For the past 13 years, I've been holding a grudge. It's not a huge grudge, and it hasn't really grown in all that time, but it's there, and it sort of digs into me every now and then. It involves a girl (me), a boy, and his mother ( Read more... )