And Bubbles is having her first run, with some bleach, just in case she was into dirty things before she came to live with me. Oh, and I don't have clamps for the dryer, so the foil thingy is attached with tape! The guy who put it together just couldn't complement my tape enough. (And no, that's not a double-entendre.)
The post 2 below is the product of self-pity, one two many drinks, and a desire to be bitter. Sorry about that. But respect the time it took! It took me 1 1/2 hours to transcribe that from the mp3 I was listening to. And because of the aforementioned drinks, I had no memory so I had to relisten like 50 times because it was direly important to get the words EXACTLY.
Thank goodness A. told me to go to bed. I can only imagine what other trouble I'd have gotten myself into last night.
As an aside, I collect songs named "Christine". (Because, R., it is all about me ME ME!!) So far I have the one by Siouxsie and the Banshees and the one by House of Love. Do any of you (both of you?) know any other songs named "Christine"? If so, please let me know, so I can make the dream CD.
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