Why, do you suppose, I heap quite this much stress upon myself? No clue, perhaps because I enjoy it like the sick and twisted girl that I am.
If this were a body of water it'd be a tsunami. And it keeps on going until next Thursday.
I'm such a lucky, lucky girl.
Yo, vendors, when I tell you I can't do phone calls until September 4 I'm not kidding. Stop leaving me messages. For real. EMAIL.
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Wouldn't it be nice if stress was chocolate? Then I'd take as much of it as I could.
Only if it's "Chocolate Zero". Otherwise I'm going to become a Wooly Mammoth Rex by next Friday.
You are a complete and total sadist Pops.. : P
you ok?
been thinking about you lately. :)
Jenna, I am kinda aware of this. Kinda.
Crys, thank you. I'm hangin' in.
good, good. that's all we can do, eh?
Eh. :)
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