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*shy wave* Gawsh.. y'all are so purdy.

Seriously. I never ever have anything to say here. Its like I get into it and boom, the brain has gone to the bathroom or something, leaving the pancreas of liver in charge. One whines about too much sugar, the other about too much booze. I can't win with my body parts. I often imagine them getting together to have a Roman style Senate, followed by the slow assassination of my liver. Did I mention I ramble on about shit some times?