Fumbling for my brain and personality and spunk. Today is a sunless day though the sun is bright and making a stance of sunshine. Allergies sent awry, nose dry, tears won't cry. My husband asked me in a demoted way 'what's wrong with you?' I'll tell you what's wrong bleep bleep bleep you bleep bleep bleep is what I wanted to say. Why oh Lord was I created a woman?
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9/30/03 at 12:42pm