My sweet little bundle of joy, my new iMac, is on it's way. Of course, it left me broke till payday or the return of our security deposit, but I'll survive.
I am craving cucumber and tomato sandwiches.. I blame Ericka...
I've lost track of days. When you're sick, constantly medicated and slipping in and out of consciousness, time doesn't move like it should. The world seems warped
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From a cell phone In your car With the windows open On a highway In a tunnel and then yell at me In a thick French accent about an account you are not even LISTED on and then get irritated with me When I cannot understand you.