I would like to take you to a magical place: it’s called Red Lobster
I think we all know how much of a lady boner I have for Neko Case. So when I found out about this, I kind of freaked out. It was on tv about 3 weeks ago. (I'm a little behind).
I have some really weak cases for not having cable, it's all "media-garbage-mind-rotting" blah blah blah. Honest though? It's really my lack of discipline. You all have seen me zone the fuck out at a bar full of attentive, lively, and attractive (debatable) people while I stare into a moving-picture-box above the bartender/kelly's-head/pool-table/hot-dude.
I would give my $10,000 haploid egglette for a couple months of cable (obo).
Tonight, it's you and me, Neko. Happy Valentine's baby,
p.s. Marisa post: "Oh and... Zach Bob just forwarded me this phone number... Call it. It's just a voicemail, no one picks up.... Perhaps, if you have nothing better to do you can join this club as a Valentines Day gift to yourself!(415) 267-6999"
Marisa! WHY OH FUCKING WHY did I call this number!!? I hate you. I hope the pesticide-infused-rose-petals you are having sex on right now genetically destorts your unborn children.
"That's the beauty and the beast of the immune system," Dr. Osterholm said. "
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Ms. Kruse stood next to the person who used compressed air to blow out the brains. She was often splattered, especially when trainees were learning to operate the air hose.
"RED RAGE! I do not doubt for a second that my PMS would be even worse than it is if I did not have an otherwise very sane, very stable, very lovely life.
I am experimenting with this herbal shit called (hang on, rummaging in desk drawer) Vitex. 48-odd hours of internet research resulted in my taking some fucking herbal chaste berry (WTF?!) shit and it seems to help, a little. But maybe it isn't. Who can say?
OK. Quick analysis reveals that I've only taken 11 of the capsules since purchasing them on Oct. 27, which means avg. 5.5 capsules per month so far. You're supposed to take them daily.
