11.29.2010
I’m dancing to my own drummer these days. I’m still not wearing any more makeup than I did years ago. I write with an obvious lack of restraint and share unmentionable stories, all of which surely won’t endear me to the right kind of man.
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11.22.2010
I’m sure she expected me to jump in the car and dash the eight hours down to get her a blasted purple cellular phone but, being the techno-savvy person I am, I suggested we sign on to her account to get her an upgrade.
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