If you ever meet me in real life - I don't care if it's the only thing you can think of when you see me - Do not (make me laugh - no...) DO NOT tell me i look like PJ Harvey. I don't care if I'm her actual sibling by blood and you think she's really neat. If I had a quarter for every time I heard that (or maybe a 50 cent piece) I'd have enough $ to do one load of laundry - and that's one load too many.
Hey! It's Sunday at noon - not Friday. Why does blogspot time zone hate me so much?
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