Today is kind of a poopy day. But, I can’t wait till December 19th, because I can get this on DVD:
Maybe chili, booze, and Mommie Dearest will cheer me up this evening. And therapy.
Since my friend Stu hooked me up with tons of Brit pop the other day, I have been listening to almost nothing but Girls Aloud and Sugababes. My brain is made of syrup. Cherry syrup. With sprinkles.
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