Random and nonsensical ramblings on a Tuesday

[mostlynormal1]

Okay, so enough of this mopey crap. I do this every single year. Once I’ve survived the holidays and packed up the Christmas stuff I go into a funk. It doesn’t help that this funk coincides with the post-holiday return to work and sending the kids back to school and selling of the Girl Scout cookies and living through the Pinewood Derby sawdust

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[crevette]

::points to Icon::

17. Seventeen. SEVEN-FUCKING-TEEN.

He comes with his own "Go to Jail. Do Not Pass "Go'. Do Not Collect $200." card.

[mostlynormal1]

*snuggles crevette*

Believe me when I say that I know I can always count on you to share make me feel more "normal" in the perviness. Unfortunately, I look crap in orange, so those jumpsuits are going to stress me out. *g*

[mostlynormal1]

English is my native tongue, I swear. This post is what comes from trying to type and talking on the phone at the same time.