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Time passes and things just continue to get worse. Ain't life grand? Posted at 7:00 PM
I love the sparkly, fresh, smooth pleasures of a clean house. It's a shame that I so strongly dislike cleaning. Posted at 9:48 PM
"Yes, Eleanor, there is a Senile Clause." Posted at 10:11 PM
I haven't been feeling well because I've had minimal sleep, largely due to the unbearable heat, and every time I would just start to fall asleep in a nap or even in the middle of the night, my grandma would call me on the intercom or bang a door or whatever - so she could make sure I was okay (although after making clear a few hundred times that letting me get some sleep would help me be okay, one has to wonder if she isn't really just a sadist). Finally, late last night I fell into a solid sleep - but of course that couldn't last because my mom (called by my grandmother the nag the night before) woke me up early this morning to see if I was alright! I would normally have been up for an hour or so by that time in the morning, but not on a Sunday after three sleepless days and nights. And who the hell calls people at 9 in the morning unless they're calling a business number anyway? Will I ever get to sleep again, I wonder? I seriosuly have my doubts. Posted at 6:07 PM
Nag, nag, Nag, NAG, NAG, NAG!! Can you possibly just shut the fuck up? Can you? Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Posted at 9:45 PM
The woman is simply insane (in the membrane, yo). Posted at 9:18 PM
Still waiting for that miracle ... Posted at 6:13 PM
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July 1, 2009
theDREAMER
name: paul cales
since
october 1, 2001