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Are you ready to do this again? I swear these just get weirder and weirder. I’m not even including all the things people want Paula Deen to lick. See how good I am to you people?
“i’m going to kill you in the face“ I had an incredibly rough morning where a man I’d never previously [...]
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Seriously, I’m thinking about adding a toll booth on my kayak because the amount of traffic going in and out of there there days is enough to put LiLo to shame. Yet again I planned poorly for an early morning appointment so you’re going to have to settle for a video today. (Though there’s an article [...]
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Want to never sleep again? Try this article on ant zombies. (Thanks for that, Chicken.) With all that time I just freed up in your schedule, you’ll be able to get all kinds of projects done this weekend. You are welcome.
Speaking of things that keep me up at night…I thought I had a head cold or [...]
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I just got another “Status of the Parasite” email from the creepy BabyStalker website. Apparently F.T. has webbed hands and feet now. Gross. Also? It’s tail is almost gone. Double gross. Lastly?
In his brain, nerve cells are branching out to connect with one another, forming primitive neural pathways.
He's Got Rocco's Forehead
Which I read as, “In [...]
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It’s that time of the month again. No not THAT time. (I’m always this bitchy.) It is time for another wrap-up of the strangest search terms that brought people here to my little Buggin world last month – or proof that the End of Days is upon us. It could go either way, really.
“deep, inspirational crap” [...]
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I think I’ve figured out why I’m not sleeping. And surprisingly, it’s not just because I looked at this photo just before going to bed last night:
Replace the Gulls with Swans and Let the Nightmares Begin
Though I’m quite certain that didn’t help. (I’m looking at you, Creamed Corn.)
You see, Interwebz, I finished my book. Or [...]
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Congratulate me. I’ve achieved an entirely new level of cranky pants. I blame winter and Natalie Portman. Oh hell, why not blame Rod Stewart, too? I haven’t yelled at that fucker in a while.
I saw Black Swan last night. *turns frantically at the sound of rustling fabric, screams maniacally and grabs handset from fax machine to [...]
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When I’m not researching the latest in DIY projects for my vagina, I occasionally read books.
Oh fuck it, I’ll tell you about the book next week. I can’t NOT talk about this:
Blame KeepingYouAwake for this…jewel. He’s always on a quest to find male counterparts to the bevy of decorative options we ladies [...]
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Hi Interwebz. Tis’ the season for me to crawl into a mug of mulled wine and giggle with my siblings, so I’m afraid you’re going to have to find your jollies (and vagina jokes) somewhere else for a little while.
But before I embark on my epic quest to consume as much ranch dressing and Cheerwine as [...]
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I look like I had some serious redneck lovin’, Interwebz. My face is all swollen and I occasionally have to spit blood. Seems my dentist found a fourth cavity when he dug out the first three. Chemo is hell on the teeth, I tell ya. I’m sure my affection for cheesecake is completely unrelated.
Also, I stopped [...]
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