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My developmentally challenged mother slammed my finger in the car door the other night and stared at me while I pleaded for her to open the door cause she thought I was fucking with her. The appendage survived the trauma. Mother is forgiven after a back scratch was obtained from the perp.
Been watching Heroes with mom. We're beginning season 3. It's fairly exciting, but we're fairly boring during the summer.
It's a constant struggle in this house to be able to sleep past 2pm when the brother figure insists on playing drums at 11:45 in the morning. As I am arguably the best and most importantest person in this household I find it only fitting that I be able to sleep well into the afternoon with minimal disturbance.
We're going to Lebanon in a month for a month. Obviously I'm distressed at the thought of my rabbit being in her cage for a month straight and also at the probable lack of elliptical machine on which I can work my flibby flabby thighs into a rock hard strangulation mechanism.
Been watching Heroes with mom. We're beginning season 3. It's fairly exciting, but we're fairly boring during the summer.
It's a constant struggle in this house to be able to sleep past 2pm when the brother figure insists on playing drums at 11:45 in the morning. As I am arguably the best and most importantest person in this household I find it only fitting that I be able to sleep well into the afternoon with minimal disturbance.
We're going to Lebanon in a month for a month. Obviously I'm distressed at the thought of my rabbit being in her cage for a month straight and also at the probable lack of elliptical machine on which I can work my flibby flabby thighs into a rock hard strangulation mechanism.