(and, actually, the pictures from your party looked dramatically different from even just a couple of months ago
I must have such a warped sense of how I look because I really thought I looked like a fat cow that night.
Oh, Susan, that's just terrible. So much ~ma to the whole family and everyone that knows and loves them.
Somebody tell me something nice; I'm having a really crap day.
I think about you often and with tremendous fondness, Daisy. God gave you everything necessary to be a hillbilly sex goddess, and you went out and made yourself this very cool, stylish, kind, thoughtful human. You're extremely generous - not only in your actions, but in your heart. You give people more than the benefit of the doubt. You really extend yourself. Plus, also, the very pretty mixed with the incredibly easy going, fun-to-be-with thing.
fuck cancer, indeed.
and Jars , maybe you ate more than you needed, but it is over.
I have things to do , but I am not doing them Not sure I care.
Dj, I look forward to you posts
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Cancer continues to suck it.
I loved Sex in the City and watched it with great enjoyment. Usually on Sunday nights with the Sopranos. That was some appointment TV.
The glare - as it turns out - is exceptionally bad at 2:27. I'm squinting like a...well, in future you can all reference me as the most squinty thing. "It was so bright at the beach, I was squinting like Hec at the umbrella farm job."
Handsome Charlies!!
Also, Fay, L totally has a weird way of sitting. Hee.
DJ, you've gotten some fabulous support here, and I can't do better than that, so I'm just going to nod and point, and wish like crazy you feel better after your post-work drinks with friend.
Susan, I'm so sorry for that family. How awful, and stupid, and random cancer is.
Yeah, fuck cancer alright. That's a tragic story Susan.
So, billytea, will the Queen be dropping by to award the honor, or will her local representatives be doing the job?
Hee. It shall be her local reps, though my parents had met the Queen before.
For billytea, in honor of his father's, um, honor.
Aww. Daddytea couldn't be here today, so I am honoured to accept these marmosets on his behalf.
With marmoset, you get earworm.