And so my mood comes back to decent. However, if I have to sit in the front room (read: my bedroom) any more tonight while Momma's there, then I have no guarantees.
Thanks to you who read this and even pretend to understand my strange life.
Now, if you happen to actually know me, calling tonight wouldn't suck.
Tomorrow, it'll be partly cloudy, cold, and have a chance of pedicures. Imagine me driving ~20 miles without shoes. It's pretty funny. But more importantly, what color shall I have my toes painted?
Even, even, even more important question: Do any of you have any good knowledge of PhotoShop? 'Cos I've got work to do, people, work on the new photos! Why let an undoctored photo ever leave your own possession?
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