2/23/05

*snifffle*

2/23/05 12:55 am
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I got so upset, I actually made chocolate chip cookies--yes, *me* Turned to baking! Homey little domestic activity...nothing like the smell of baking cookies to make you feel a little better, even though what would make me feel even better is to sweep everything off the kitchen table and toss Mr. Roxy's Will Smith-like ass (swear to gawd)up there and--heeeyyy...you're still there??!!?? *yanks blinds closed*
Cheeky.
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Hello, beloveds. So, when last we saw our boys, they were here

Your mother lost the very next bit that was supposed to come immediately after that was posted,(in fact the whole fucking rest of everything)*but* through a painstaking process the ancients called "Whinelikeabitchandpullitoutyourass" or what we call in these modern times, "sweat like a muhfu," here is the next part of Stand. Wish me luck-- we'd have been at the end Friday, but now I'm not sure when we'll be done. *bitter tear*
Let me once again thank all you lovely lovely people for your support and your feedback, thank you for liking it, thank you for calling me on no-nos, thank you for making me feel like a million bucks! I love you so much!


the bus came to take everyone to the shore, but nobody had a ticket... )