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Dear MSG,
If I had known you were lurking in the pasta sauce, I'd never have eaten it at three in the morning. Please exit my system by two this afternoon. Oh, the pain.
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[10 Jan 2005|05:23am] |
Well, since it's here (OMG still can't believe I forgot about it!), might as well post here.
You know how some people do that circle thing? Where they bunch together in a closed arc, effectively sealing others out while they talk? That cliqueish act, probably some sort of defense mechanism to protect from intruders dating waaaaay back to the days of covered wagons and indians? I hate that.
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[10 Jan 2005|12:04am] |
I feel muckish today. Not in a defined way, though, and I suppose that's the entire point.
Just pleased to be here.
And I want an onion bagel, suddenly, but there are none. Woe.
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[14 Dec 2003|05:26pm] |
So I suppose since I'm the only person who's part of this community, that would make me queen by default... hahahaha!!!!
What is the purpose of this community, you ask? Why, it has NO PURPOSE!!! That's what so great about it! You can post anything you want - pictures, poems, garbage, ramblings, etc. We (I) at  the_muck_heap encourage erratic behavior! We can be one large, bipolar, schizo family ofangst together. It could truly be a beautiful thing. *wipes tear from her eye*
So post already.
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