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valarltdDr this morning: I'm on the Zoloft for 5 years.
Basically a rotten childhood and tumultuous adolescence wore my body and brain out early. So meds to allow me to recover and recuperate. If I start getting manic, possibly a mood stabilizer.
Then a nap. Mmm, a nice nap. Room with a space heater, a comforter, and a cuddlesome Dollface.
My dad called. He's in Florida, lucky sod. In his girlfriend's condo, watching the waves. He's gotten in some golf. He's willing to meet me in St. Louis and take the littles so Bunny and I can got to MWC. I haven't decided on flying or driving. Driving will be less expensive. And i like the idea of my own wheels. (there's a pizza joint in Lansing I want to check out.) It's 722 miles though, and that's a helluva long drive.
And laundry and dishes, and lunch.
And i watched the end ofSatyricon in Spandex Comic Book: The Movie
It was great fun. Now for the special features! Tomorrow. Tonight, I have 5 hours at work.
That's after being late from sleet, one-lane traffic on the bridge, a car accident blocking the driveway of my school and a wardrobe malfunction.
A wardrobe malfunction is when:
1) one bends over to pick up a coat, hears a snap and is suddenly swinging free and easy because some bra hardware wasn't hard-enough-wearing.
2)the coat has a damp spot, which contains the unmistakable odor of cat pee.
3) The spare bra is wet in the washer, and the coat is dry clean only
4) And there isn't a spare, just a cardigan which clashes with your clothes.
5)And you turn to see the same cat burying your only clean sock in his litterbox
6)at the same time you notice you've lost one tassle off your loafers.
At least my pants didn't split.
THAT is a wardrobe malfunction!
Who the hell ordered Friday the 13th 2 days early?
Basically a rotten childhood and tumultuous adolescence wore my body and brain out early. So meds to allow me to recover and recuperate. If I start getting manic, possibly a mood stabilizer.
Then a nap. Mmm, a nice nap. Room with a space heater, a comforter, and a cuddlesome Dollface.
My dad called. He's in Florida, lucky sod. In his girlfriend's condo, watching the waves. He's gotten in some golf. He's willing to meet me in St. Louis and take the littles so Bunny and I can got to MWC. I haven't decided on flying or driving. Driving will be less expensive. And i like the idea of my own wheels. (there's a pizza joint in Lansing I want to check out.) It's 722 miles though, and that's a helluva long drive.
And laundry and dishes, and lunch.
And i watched the end of
It was great fun. Now for the special features! Tomorrow. Tonight, I have 5 hours at work.
That's after being late from sleet, one-lane traffic on the bridge, a car accident blocking the driveway of my school and a wardrobe malfunction.
A wardrobe malfunction is when:
1) one bends over to pick up a coat, hears a snap and is suddenly swinging free and easy because some bra hardware wasn't hard-enough-wearing.
2)the coat has a damp spot, which contains the unmistakable odor of cat pee.
3) The spare bra is wet in the washer, and the coat is dry clean only
4) And there isn't a spare, just a cardigan which clashes with your clothes.
5)And you turn to see the same cat burying your only clean sock in his litterbox
6)at the same time you notice you've lost one tassle off your loafers.
At least my pants didn't split.
THAT is a wardrobe malfunction!
Who the hell ordered Friday the 13th 2 days early?
