Whale Ho
Friday was just a dark, wet day. What a lousy day to head to work. Dad offered me a ride but he was going to drop me off way too early so, despite my fear of walking in the rain, I headed to work on my own. Other than a couple of speeding morning cars, I was pretty good. It was just me and Marlie for the fun group that day. Apparently it was
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Who's being bigot-y at work? Can I write their name on a bathroom wall somewhere that will garner terrible calls involving lewd acts?
Meanwhile:
::fails at attempt to voodoo curse your Lola's new mattress, because none of my cultures have voodoo:: ::considers using black Druidic arts next time::
As for the mattress you have now, to make it more comfy, I suggest what we did for the couch at my house- down feather bedspread (or tiny mattress like Katie used to have if you can swing it.) Unless of course you're allergic to down. Or your Popeye (though you could take it off when he visits.)
If you can manage it, you'll get extra happies know that ducks were plucked and/or possibly killed to make it.
...Just sayin.
I hope tu madre continues to heal up well. And that she doesn't scratch.
...And the more you talk about it, the more I want to see Death Note now. ::bites lip:: Darnit.
finally- yAAAAAAY Thunder Rapids
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*crying*
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