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as the sheets of seasonal depression slowly shed themselves with a wet plop
To my friends, there are a fair amount of apologies forthcoming. I'm sorry I'm emotionally abnormal. I'm not sorry that I am manipulative enough to have tricked you into liking me regardless. -
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Long story made simple, my lovebirds hid their fertile eggs under their nesting site and there are soft little peeps constantly coming from under Mamacita's bum.
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"Biz, get a life outside of work."
Ha ha! I have no idea how. -
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I'm being pulled between twenty different commitments and responsibilities and I think what I would really like to do instead of cleaning house for another showing would be to sit on my floor and quietly have a mental breakdown. -
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If I felt like trying, I could make this post just a bit more worthwhile. -
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I'm getting to the point where I want to beat sense into people bringing home puppies who do not understand that puppies are a special kind of Hell. House-training. Middle of the night bathroom walks. First-phase teething. Second-phase teething. Loose-leash training. Basic commands. Proper socialization. Medications. Grooming. Food allergies. WHY ( Read more... ) -
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I only barely had the cahones to switch the lovebirds' eggs tonight. Four out of the eight are fully developed and were ready to hatch in the next few days, but considering the lovebird overpopulation that is the direct result of sentimental twits, I couldn't in good conscientiousness let the babies be reared ( Read more... ) -
Biz, are you replaying MSG2/4?
I'm not crying! I - I just have something in my eye. Probably the Patriots' fault. -
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Just realized that my life consists of nothing more than eight-hour retail shifts and staying up until four in the morning, browsing the Internet and feeling maudlin.
... so hey! TJ and Amal linked to Bobwhite, another very well-written webcomic. -
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So you don't need to throw butter or oil into a pan to cook bacon. It cooks in its own fat.
In my defense, it was a only small grease fire.