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[blustocking]

I wrote a letter to my Grandparents and my Sister/Niece/Nephew/Brother-in-law, packaged up a box for my Mom and Dad (A Thomas Kinkade bowl and Pirate's Booty, heheh), and wrote a letter to my friend Susan (and Dewey and the kids) in Vegas. At least I did something productive last night. Now I'm going to the post office to mail those, bills, pictures for Jason (Femme Fatales), and my stinkin' Kool-Aid points so that we can get our Spongebob toys.

All I've had is water and salad today.
I'm getting coffee.

I want to buy all of my friends presents. Yes, that probably includes you.

I'm sick of people walking by my damn cubicle.

Here is the kickass pic that motherevol made for me. She rocks...the casbah.

It's supposed to rain tomorrow, but not today.
But I want it NOW, Daddy. BUY ME A GOOSE THAT LAYS GOLDEN EGGS!

hmph

p.s. Happy, happy birthday to spasmolytic. I'm coming to kick your friend's asses

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I got a golden ticket!

[motherevol.livejournal.com]

Cheer up Charlie, your getting the whole chocolate factory and lots of love sent to you today from ME.

I'm really glad you liked the photo manipulation, interpretation, hallucination...

today's national masturbation day, btw. Heh.

Gene Wilder is THA MAN.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Good thing I was too tired to even attempt it last night...it's all about TOO-NIGHT, baby!

*gets fantasy ready*