the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.



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9:22 a.m. + 2005-03-09 = i wonder when a bout becomes a streak?

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OH MY GOD! [jesus.]

first of all, the cake-decorating class, which the youngster bakers [Rama, Galen, Wax and myself] requested, met for the first time last night. It'll be four weeks instead of three. It won't get use anywhere until the fourth week. The first lesson was... well... it's the equivalent to "how to boil water and butter toast." [though, having said that, i'm sure there's some little trick to buttering toast to avoid crumbs in the remaining softened butter that could possibly be worth 10 minutes of lecture.] but, i'm sorry... i'm not going to be making a buttercream out of shortening, powdered sugar, water, [something evil called] meringue powder and clear butter-flavouring. butter-FLAVOURING! [jesus.]

second of all, cd player has stopped working. and though i am in the red in my checking account for the first time since being unemployed and fulltime student [nearly 2 years of goodstanding with the bank], i have to get a new cd player. break out a credit card.

dear god,
why are you punishing me? is it because my odds of winning a free iTunes download from pepsi-products is 1 in 2 instead of 1 in3 like advertised? why dost thou love pepsi so much? dost thou love pepsi more than me? why did you let me forget to tape the Amazing Race whilst i was learning how to frost a cake... in the SUBURBS.... at a CRAFTSTORE...from a lady that i can only assume is a lesbian because she's always talking about her "girlfriend" and 2 dogs that she allows to lick her [the dogs, not the girlfriend][[well, she doesn't talk about the girlfriend licking her.]]? why? why? WHY!?
sincerely,
pojken.

i'm going to make poached eggs and coffee and pb toast. and crack this diet pepsi open....

crap. ANOTHER free iTunes song. god's gonna be pissed.

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