the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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4:51 p.m. + 2004-02-25 = fat tuesday... or should i say "phat tuesday"?
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It was bar trivia. It was Mardi Gras. It was teammate dan's birthday. Krista brought chocolate cake. And Team Punchu Inda Face broke out of our hold on fourth place to finish a respectable third (made even more respectable by the 10$ drink tab prize.) The peeps were good. The mood was good. The "winning" was good. And i was giving away the mardi gras beads stolen off of sistersister's mirror to the communication's professor that kept flashing her belly and loudly exclaming "I love your mom! Can I get some blingbling?" Pictures abound in the photo diary.
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