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19 October 2009


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OMG. I totally feel for you, B. Totally. All I can do is continuously chant internally something along the lines of "They love me / I love them / they're getting old / it's not that bad / I can leave soon / how much longer? / how much longer NOW? / omg omg omg /I'm leaving now yay!"


OMG! I was cringing when I was reading your blog. It send chills down my spine. I totally feel for you!


remind me to tell you the Pumpkin Story. Oh, and I've been drinking too much lately that I haven't had the time to write, what with my wine consumption. I can't wait til the move is done so I can detox.... :)

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