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Shit. Nothing. I got nothing. As much as I want to have something...nothing. Why does my brain work that way? Why? Fuckin' brain.

Wanna hear something funny? Yes you do. Okay, it's more sophomoric and stoopit than funny but....Target sells these...scarves, I guess--thye're a series of fuzzy fake fur balls on a string that look like, well--yes--furry anal beads. Every single person I showed them to laughed like crazy and said "You've got to be kidding!"

And for the record, I was not the one who noticed first that they were...different.
And speaking of that, why do folks look at an object or whatnot and say, that's different, as though it was a compliment? eeerrrrrf! that drives me crazy. Trust me, shopper, if I say it's different, I pretty much mean it looks like shit.


We spent the day moving BG into her little pocket apartment. It's so cute! I hope she's feeling better--it's so fucking hard to tell, poor thing. It's been a horrible month for her, and for us because we worry. We're working on it though. At least we love each other even if we don't understand each other, and boy does that hurt. Which is probably why I burst into tears every time I hear that SV theme song...

So...I'm babbly because I'm bored, or boring, not sure which.
Efr. Back to the problem. Love you! *airkiss--airkiss*

WAIIITT!!!! Wait a minute, I almost forgot the most important thing ever!!!!
My other Baby Girl, I miss her so very much! Happy Birthday, my dearest one! I hope it's wonderful, as wonderful as you! Love you! *hugkisslove*
I'm thinking of you on your day, *fromwardsweetie!