the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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19:11 + 25.06.2007 = lobsided facial hair growth does not equal the holocaust.
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sistersister gave me a ride to work.
i walked back. that's Franklin&Lyndale to 50th&Xerxes. that's 4.9 miles.
my dogs be barking something fierce!
why didn't you take the bus? the 6E goes directly there! you might say.
...well...i don't have any money! i respond. ...i don't even know how i'm going to get my tire fixed until thursday payday!
and all hopes for selling my body were quickly dashed when my razor died mid-shaving and i look absolutely crazed and perhaps slightly-homeless.
the day after pride is worse than anything ever.
even the holocaust?! you interject.
...why must you always use the holocaust to put me in my place? i retort.
[damn you.]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 2 repercussions thus far
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