Not sure if the goblins grabbing my ankles or the mounds (ha, pardon the pun) of jello shots I had were more scary; both were quite intimidating --but I muddled on through.
I gave up on sleeping tonight around 2:15am, after flopping around in bed for an unprecedented 45 minutes. Firemarshall B is con(k)ed out, the laundry is running, and I'm on the verge of a new and potentially wonderful candybar relationship...
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The real message here is that you have decided to reveal to the world that you indeed feel like a nut...
Starting a new relationship while I sleep? Cheating on me with a candy bar ;)
mmm remind me to tell you about the wonderful burnt almond torte in pittsburgh that i could get you if you came to visit ::hint hint::
.....mounds don't.....
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