Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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Sometimes, Facebook is sleeping. Or, I assume, my friends are all out on the piss (dunno, they never seem to invite me). And I get bored. And I ramble. Because my husband has heard it all before and he's TIRED. So... hooray for you. You get to hear it, too.
Glamourcide, I can't believe how much you and I are alike! My family all think I'm pure nuts for saying I wish I was a man (of course I only say that because it's more socially acceptable than saying I just plain wish I didn't exist).
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