Sheesh. A girl can't sweat through an illness without the ten-year-old voters piping up at that other blog. After I wake up a little better I may have to go knock heads.... Well... or not. They're too feeble.Today, yesterday now in the ME, was supposedly D-Day for the IOB, and I'm not finding any big announcements....
Well, and I wonder if you even know how I feel about Liza Minnelli... that transcendentally annoying thing.... She's that stupid Dorothy's daughter, too. So that was the buddhas having a snicker at me in that little fevered nap.
Meanwhile, all hell broke loose in East Timor today I see, and this cannot be a good sign either.
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I'm not making this up.
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Tried to go shopping, but everybody said my color was not good and I can't believe I haven't barfed.... So I'm just gonna go fall over until I get back up again. Blegh....






































































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