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1981-01-04
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Des Moines
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2005-04-21
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Devil
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I wrote my first novel in the seventh grade. Granted it was crap but I still wrote it.
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Since the days when the first of us crawled from the primordial goo.
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the Dragonball sagas & Full Metal Alchemist
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To someday have my own home and a stainless steel fridge and a new couch.
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I don't know if I have any talents. I can type at 102 words per minute. Does that count?
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005
DANA CAN'T PLAY POKER
My husband says I'm evil and that is why he calls me Devil. I'm okay with that for many reasons. (1) I'm really not very nice. (2) I like the nickname. You should know that I'm not mean to everyone. My family is the one group of people who will always get my kindness. So, this past weekend while I was helping my mom clean out her basement, I decided that I would also help my sister-in-law get her house ready to be sold. My mother decided the same thing. On Sunday, after we were done with the basement, we walked the half a block to Chris' house and began helping. I cleaned the bathroom (See, I'm nice!) and I cleaned and conditioned the leather couches and recliner. My mom helped touch up paint and tried to keep the girls entertained so they wouldn't be underfoot. An hour or so after we got there, Chris asked me if I would ride to K-Mart with her so she could pick up some paint remover and some other stuff. I said yes and we went on our way. Little did I know that the real reason she wanted me to go with her was so that she could ask me about what my brother has been up to. Okay, I understand that she's upset that they're in the middle of a divorce but do you honestly think that I'm going to rat out my own brother? Nope. Sorry. Don't think so.
She asked me about whether or not he was seeing someone else and god dammit, I can't play poker. I didn't say yes but then again, I didn't say no and I ended up making her cry because she figured out that he indeed was seeing someone else.
It made me feel like shit because I made her feel like shit and now I have to apologize to my brother because the first thing she did that night after we all had left was call him up and accuse him of cheating. You f---ing b---h! Well, my mom heard about it from my brother of course and she went back over there and told Chris that she would not put us in the middle of it again, would she? I have to give it up to my mom for being so brass balled. I didn't know she had it in her. Go Mom!
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