the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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5:17 p.m. + 2004-01-14 = bdaybadluck... duh duh duuuuuuhhhhnnnn.
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hmmm... i think i'm officially a twenty-something, statistically. logistically.
maturity-ally, i'm more of an annoyingly hip 37 year old.
free-form birthday tart [in place of cake] did the unthinkable... it nearly fell apart. !gasp! i know. i've been making this pastry crust for HOW MANY years!?!?!? and the bitch falls apart. must be the birthday bad luck.
other badluck news... the internet company say that they can't hook up our house of Macs. i think they're just mac-biggots. bastards. fuckers. hate 'em. so no internetii in house yet. still. ugh.
but i'm getting off fairly scott-free if not getting internet and barely-intact free-form tart are all i've had to deal with. i mean... this is hardly comparable to the car accidents and emergency medical situations i've had to deal with in years prior.
and the free-form tart will still taste amazing. it just won't look like i had envisioned. i'm going to make it tomorrow again, just to prove it's bday badluck.
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