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“I locked the door to my own cell and I lost the key…”

I’m still under the weather a bit (or at least my stomach is) so I am going totally random tonight.  That kinda sounds like “going commando,” which I am doing as well.  Ahem. First things first:  Big THANK YOU to Brattus Rattus, who sent me glitter nail polish.  I’m sorry, not just glitter nail polish

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“Wake me up before you go go”

I had something here, something kinda fucking funny, then WordPress, in its infinite wisdom, totally blew it all out the door.  I even saved that shit, or so I thought.  If the rest of this sucks, thank WordPress for that.  Today wasn’t the day to fuck with my world, WP.  I hope you have rotten

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“You don’t own me…”

Damn if I didn’t forget my notebook last night.  I’m quite certain we said and did some funny shit.  I’ll try to remember… Me and Bunny singing Lesley Gore in the middle of a crowded patio while the non-BF looks on in horror Pork Belly Pops (don’t ask, but they were good) The non-BF:  Why

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“I’m a loser, baby…”

Talk about a slack-ass.  I do have the excuse of traveling this week with no access to a laptop and no keyboard thingie for my iPad, so there.  Nyah. Since it is was 3 a.m. (Um, I fell asleep) and I am overdue for some bitching, here you go.  I promise I’ll have something better

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Not A Happy Camper

I was talking to Cherry the other day, and we ended up on the subject of her brother.  “They’re kind of Outdoorsy People, aren’t they?” I asked about him and his wife.  She said yes and was telling me about a camping trip they went on. Anyone who knows me knows I am so NOT

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