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September 19, 2009



...this is going to be blah blah, then this will be blah blah, and I'm going to put blah blah there...

Don't you hate people who turn to you and ask, "When?"

Get well soon.


God, it sounds like you're pregnant!


~~Silk - NO! No one ever says that to me. But, they would say it to Mom. "Why, I thought you said you were going to move that rock garden." She would tell them she had just been conjecturing, but I'm sure they thought, "That lazy Ellen won't help her mother move those rocks."
Gaoo - Little fetus is going to be all addicted to codeine.

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