Tweets Have Been Sick All Week

Urgent. Will die without reading.

• 15:30 Drugfreeworld.org commercials make me want to die, motherfuck. #
• 17:21 I get praised a lot at my job. The Leo in me purrs. #
• 20:34 My boss calls his girlfriend “babydoll”. OH, HENRY!!!!!???!! #

• 12:43 “That’s great, Erin!” “Good job, Erin!” “I love you, Erin!” – phrases that will cause the earth to implode if ever uttered by my mom. #
• 15:54 Blog comment from Craig’s mom + big fat rainbow en route to work = two great nightmare negators. #
• 02:29 It seems I work with a herd of republicans. They’re all hoping Palin doesn’t fuck up at the Debate. I laughed. #
• 02:38 What, my tweets don’t rate, Twitter? #
• 09:55 I had a dream that ben jorgenson was my boyfriend and we made out A LOT. #
• 10:00 Maybe its a sign that I need to dump henry for a scene kid. One of legal age. If those exist. #
• 11:46 My son is a professional pop-up book demolisher. #
• 11:57 Chooch just pointed to an ad for Girls Next Door and asked in earnest, “I goin’ there?” He’s earning his Man Badge early. #

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