My apologies for not posting more often this week. You see, I have the plague, brought to me by Punk Rock Femme from southern Virginia last weekend.
Oh, it kills! I am generally immune to the office cold or the friend cold or the family cold, but this one nabbed me. And so I am now whiny, sick, and a terror to everyone around me.
I feel terrible when I neglect my posting duties for the week, so here you go: sorry, pimpsicles! I'll be back on my regular late night posting frenzy soon.
Also, I'd just like to say this: 24-hour Sudafed? Is bullshit. The 87 years I spent having a pharmacist verify my driver's license and whatnot made me feel a little better, 'cause hey, pseudoephedrine makes the world go 'round, right? FUCK 24-hour Sudafed. That is all.
Your Inner Child Healing Playlist
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That playlist connected me to a time when things were very hard, uncertain
and painful for me as a child without anyone to guide me through it. And
now tha...