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Packages mailed out to people who claimed the freebies.
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Dog has the worst breath imaginable, and a better diet doesn't seem to be having any effect. Imagine a fetid turdcake sprinkled with turmeric left in a hot oven overnight, and that's what he's been huffing in my face. Still, he is eyecatching and fun to play with. "Who's the prettiest werewolf? Casey is! Yes, you are! You're the prettiest! Good boy!"
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Was rude to bumpersticker-selling Boy Scouts this morning, and only later realized that, although the BS organization is homophobic and creepily Christian, the bumpersticker sellers were just little boys, and I could have said "No thank you," instead of scowling and waving them off as if they were autograph seekers approaching a famous verison of me in a public restroom. Besides, I'm a hypocrite: I don't approve of the way BS is run, but we have two big boxes of their microwave popcorn in the cupboard. Mr. G buys it from someone's dad at work. It's really good.
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Rolled around on the bathroom floor in fishnet tights and heels trying to take pictures of own legs while fending off the rather worried dog, who made repeated attempts at throwing himself on top of my head. It must be very taxing being stuck with the responsibility of herding such a stupid and unpredictable sheep.
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My new purse is purple. Well, technically, it's red-violet.
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I want a cookie, or some candy. Or something.
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(yay! it's back!)
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Dog has the worst breath imaginable, and a better diet doesn't seem to be having any effect. Imagine a fetid turdcake sprinkled with turmeric left in a hot oven overnight, and that's what he's been huffing in my face. Still, he is eyecatching and fun to play with. "Who's the prettiest werewolf? Casey is! Yes, you are! You're the prettiest! Good boy!"
~~~
Was rude to bumpersticker-selling Boy Scouts this morning, and only later realized that, although the BS organization is homophobic and creepily Christian, the bumpersticker sellers were just little boys, and I could have said "No thank you," instead of scowling and waving them off as if they were autograph seekers approaching a famous verison of me in a public restroom. Besides, I'm a hypocrite: I don't approve of the way BS is run, but we have two big boxes of their microwave popcorn in the cupboard. Mr. G buys it from someone's dad at work. It's really good.
~~~
Rolled around on the bathroom floor in fishnet tights and heels trying to take pictures of own legs while fending off the rather worried dog, who made repeated attempts at throwing himself on top of my head. It must be very taxing being stuck with the responsibility of herding such a stupid and unpredictable sheep.
~~~
My new purse is purple. Well, technically, it's red-violet.
~~~
I want a cookie, or some candy. Or something.
~~~
(yay! it's back!)
