New layout. I. Might be insane.
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I, um. Might have a thing for Lisa Marie Presley. Maybe. Possibly. Perhaps. I’m not saying, I’m just saying.
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Somehow, dQ won Best Personal Site at the As Real As It Gets Awards. I am well beyond shocked, and really really pleased. I also have no idea where to put the award, so for now, its just going here: […]
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Was at Amelia’s. Got home last night. Fed Mel and myself and did some vengeance shopping. Slept for a very very long time. Have a chiropractor’s appointment in about an hour, and am very pleased. Can’t wait for the neck-crackage. And food. Food would be good. Also? There needs to be Drumline slash. Sean and […]
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I MISS AMELIA! ……that is all.
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Tired. Birthday tomorrow. Which, um. Blows goats. But, on the upside, there will be sandwhiches from Isaac’s, and possibly seeing the best beloved, and I have a vague urge to rent Drumline. Oh, and chiropractor Friday. WOO! sounds like tony lucca, “hold you tonight”
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*laughs and runs away*
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My mind is psychotic. Or, really, the muse is psychotic. And apparently much more in love with publicity than I am. Which only figures, really. *sighs* How the hell did I wind up with a Justin muse, anyways?
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WOO! I finished my Walk Away fic! ON TIME, even! And, *leans close, whispers* it might actually be good. *looks around to see if anyone has heard before squeeing once and Snoopy Dancing off into the distance* sounds like *nsync, “that girl will never be mine”
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Okay, so apparently it was dQ. ………scary. |
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