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Wednesday, September 5, 2007
KEEP QUIET. Or SkweekiBaat will EATS you.
That's riiiight.
So here I am, in a faaaar better mood than yesterday...with mah good friend LinLin. She's special. Like me.
Anyway, LinLin, in a great feat of bravery, talked the postal servant into keeping the passport office open an extra 15 minutes so I could retrieve my birth certificate from the register of deeds. [LinLin: you don't bribe civil servants with sexual favors]
That's right, I sent in my passport app todaaay. I really am going to London...Laaaaaaa.
Hells yeah, behbeh.
But back to yesterday...
I suppose I was just really stressed out, and I probably overreacted, because today everything seemed...just less everything. I think I'll be ok, but I don't really want to talk about it....
Lindsey is nuzzling my arm.
:slap:
Down girl. [silly alumni]
ANNNYWAAAY.
SkweekiBaat.
He's a bat.
He lives on my porch.
He skweeks.
Not squeaks.
Not squeeks.
SKWEEKS.
For realz.
[:eye roll:]
For now.... that's all I'll say.
Bai, my overly sweet little niblettes of delicious steak and rice burritos.
Wait, ew....Nevermind....
krissy
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