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Okay, so I guess it's time to move on...

I've been some what hesitant to place a new post as nothing remotely interesting has happened. Work, eat, sleep... poop, poop, poop...

Well, I guess something humerous did happen yesterday. See there's this crazy old man at work who I get up for walks and help out and listen to complain and so on. Well, he's kinda threatened to kill everyone at one point except me. So yesterday I'm working away and hear a page over the PA for me at reception... down I go. Who is it? It's crazy-pants Harry. He wants to tell me that he's impotent. I'm a young woman and should marry a young, virile man so there could never be anything between us. He was letting me go, but that he'd like us to stay friends, sigh... the closest thing to a man in my life is an elderly, impotent, stroke patient with a broken hip... fuck me.

On an entirely unrelated topic, I'm looking into the Pillow Fight League. I've even got my schtick all figured out. I'd go with a pirate hooker theme, duh, and my fighting name would be "Peggy Legs" Boo Ya!

Well, here's hoping things are more interesting chez vous... or atleast less disturbing.

Smell ya later
xoxo ;P