Well, the stuffed raccoon has eaten itself into some sort of skeletal stupor...lord knows I won't be far behind. The squishy gummy eyeballs are new to me this year. I may just stick with the Baby Ruths.
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Roaring Branch
Mother, Significant Other, Ex-Wife, Daughter, Voracious Reader. I don't have television reception or know how to "tweet"
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4 comments:
mmm....yum. Can you get that stuffed raccoon to move over? I'm hungry:-)
yeah i pretty much made myself ill this week...gah.
a long weekend trip out of town with my mom was FROM HELL...lots of alcohol...so i'm feeling bloated between the candy and the liquor...but i sign my sprucebrook lease on 12/1.
Greetings Sesquipedalian! Your entries do not seem particularly prolix to me, nor do you seem overly rangy yourself. I happened across some old photos of you at Zoely's place. She said I'd be even more impressed with your vocabulary than I am with hers. I don't know about that but I do have to say that you were one hot college girl and you're still pretty fly for a white girl! So there! Anyway, just a frindly greeting from the blogosphere. Hope you're feeling better. Peace.
hey, where the hell did the pix of the awful wallpaper go???
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