Well pluck my feathers and call me a chicken

I eat way too much Chick Fil A. It is so good. It's like I feel like it will suddenly go away and I wouldn't have had enough. At least today I didn't get a milkshake with my order.

No job. No job. No job.

No money. No money. No money.

Still working on the knit surprise for Isabel. I hope I have it done on time. I should. I've been staying up pretty late working on it.

I wrote my replacement at AVN today and requested a refill on porn. I have to stay informed on the latest releases if I'm gonna vote again this year! I actually miss working in porn, and it looks like I won't be continuing. Sad.

Need to go clip my toenails. Exciting!

LL

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Anonymous said…
What do you do with all that porn? You must have boxes and boxes of it.
June 18, 2007 at 9:48 PM
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