the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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6:29 p.m. + 2006-07-22 = settle for peanuts.
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i'm having one of those days wherein i believe all salvation could be guaranteed with the purchase of, say, Legally Blonde 2, a cocktail of socially-acceptable housewife drugs and dry martini.
[[reasons:
1. new baker quit and the rest of us are on the verge of vacations.
2. i was [surprisingly] wrong about the popularity of whole 6" layered-cakes.
3. i had one of those moments in which these cities are WAY too small: a name was droppt in an inapproriate location at an awkward time by an extremely unlikely individual. re: my occasional fuckbuddy has biblically-known the good doktor. crikey.]]
instead, i ingest dry-roasted peanuts one small-handful-at-a-time and sip on lemon-water whilst perusing the flicks and showtimes at Har Mar. [[what? you thought sean na-na didn't get that name from somewhere??]]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
