Really Quick
I have to literally leave in like 4 minutes to get my daughter.
To slide across a field of sleet and snow and fetch my youngen from school. Wee. I am so excited.
Anyhow, I must tell you that I do not recommend looking at victims of the tsunami. Please do not be as FUCKING RETARDED AS I AM, and become curious and click on that ever forbidden link posted on Flickr. Because when you do, you will see how fucking insanely wicked Mother Nature can be.
And you will have nightmares.
Bad mother fucking nightmares. Of bloated zombies. At the foot of your bed. Looking at you. No words spoken. Just looking.
Scary, huh?
Yea, I know. I am SO FUCKING STUPID.
Also, when a disaster of HUMUNGOUS PROPORTIONS happens and you are 3 months post partum, I recommend not READING ABOUT IT. Because it will trigger depression deeper than you can imagine.
Ok... more on my retardedness when I come back and IF I get a chance to go online, because my children eat my time up until I collapse.
To slide across a field of sleet and snow and fetch my youngen from school. Wee. I am so excited.
Anyhow, I must tell you that I do not recommend looking at victims of the tsunami. Please do not be as FUCKING RETARDED AS I AM, and become curious and click on that ever forbidden link posted on Flickr. Because when you do, you will see how fucking insanely wicked Mother Nature can be.
And you will have nightmares.
Bad mother fucking nightmares. Of bloated zombies. At the foot of your bed. Looking at you. No words spoken. Just looking.
Scary, huh?
Yea, I know. I am SO FUCKING STUPID.
Also, when a disaster of HUMUNGOUS PROPORTIONS happens and you are 3 months post partum, I recommend not READING ABOUT IT. Because it will trigger depression deeper than you can imagine.
Ok... more on my retardedness when I come back and IF I get a chance to go online, because my children eat my time up until I collapse.
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3:15 PM
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