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When I was walking my dog,(I'd do something to thank him for motivating me to get back in shape, but walking with him in itself is thanks enough; he practically squeals with joy when I pick up his leash) the sun and my sunglasses worked together to allow me to see a reflection of my neck(I know--exciting!). And on my neck, I noticed a small round ( Read more... ) -
Ugh
I don't update this thing very much, do I? Instead of boring you with words, though, I'll just post bunch of pictures. Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
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I've been meaning to post here for a while now, but I'm a lazy bastard. I took pictures of the aftermath of a small ice storm today, so I guess I'll post those. Even though there's nothing exceedingly spectacular, some are kinda neat.
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totally.
I've been happy nonstop since my birthday(the 18th). And tomorrow is my 2 year anniversary with Jake. Technically, it isn't that exact day, but because neither of us could remember, we had picked a day halfway between our birthdays. We aren't the romantic type, so tomorrow he's taking me to change from my current bank to a credit union. We should ( Read more... ) -
Nodes before Hoes
As much as I don't care for Fergie's music, I can at least thank her for coining a term that I can apply to my swollen pelvic lymph nodes--lovely lady lumps. But they aren't really lovely at all. I'm not supposed to touch them, of course, but I can't help it because they are so big and round. It's almost like I'm growing testicles. Four of them. I' ( Read more... ) -
Yesterday...
Jake bought a NES, SNES, Sega Genesis, and a fuckload of games for $50. Unfortunately, that money was supposed to go towards groceries ( Read more... ) -
So, I've learned that...
It's not a good idea to anger a man who wields a bottle cap unless you want a wound that looks like ringworm.
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ohai, remember me?
Briana gave me a mouse because it wasn't getting along with her other mice, and Jake named it Lord Nebula. He's so tiny and delicate and scary--not in the "it's going to hurt me" way, but in the "I'm going to accidentally hurt it" way. The closest animal I've ever had to mice were hamsters, and those bastards were mean and lazy. Nebs, on the other ( Read more... )