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I can't think of anything smart to say.

I guess I'm going to dye my hair orange, red, and orangered. But maybe it's more like redorange.

Do you ever enter contests as a joke and win the weirdest things? I sure do.

I love Mcdonalds. They should be punished for luring me into their evil delicious food and making me gain 4 lbs. I'm beautiful because I got that not-quite-anorexic appeal.

I'm kind of kidding. I can't even begin to explain that.

So I work in a Vet Hospice now and I still have my job at The Garage where I walk around acting way cooler than I am with my nose in the air at everyone. I'm fabulous, I know.

I haven't shaved my legs in...I can't even remember. Here is a conversation on that:

"Did you shave your legs?"
"No, my leg hair is just so long now it feels soft."

I'm somewhere between hippie and bipolar. If bipolar was a fashion statement/way of life/way of thinking or something other than a neurelogical disorder.

heres another conversation with that same person:

"Suck my dick, bitch."
"I will when I wake up from my nap." (in my sleep, mind you)
"--laughter--"