Oh, and let's not forget...
the best part of all this. My little friend is enroute. My once monthly, three-day terrorist buddy. You know...the one who can't make up it's freakin' mind whether or not it's really here. It started it's shit again earlier. Like, late Saturday night. So far, I've had a hint, a cramp or two and I've been crying over stupid shit...like episodes of "Friends"-the one with the prom video and the lobster couple theory. When she goes to him, after seeing the video, I leaked. And, I knew what is (alleged to be) coming. No PMS, this time, though. Not even with the additional shit I'm tring to figure out. I did, however, want to kill Bill again a coupla times. I really believe he just does incredibly stpid shit in cycles. It's not me. It's him. (And, no, I don't mean Bill at B.I.....I mean the Bill who owns this farm.) Anyway....
I gotta run to the store. I'll be back later.
Peace to ya!
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