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i actually like speaking in front of large crowds. freakish, eh?

i work crossword puzzles in ink.

i am the american nigella lawson. or maybe the american eddie izzard. can't decide, really.

i would be a really good mom, but i'm cool with being a really good aunt.

i am sometimes more perceptive than i would like to be.

i am fiercely loyal. sometimes, stupidly so.

i never play dumb. never.

i am way too hard on myself.

i am a change agent.

i sometimes cross that fine line between assertive and aggressive.

i am not afraid to tell people that i love them.

i am militantly pro-choice.

i am pro-adoption.

i know a little bit about alot of things.

i typically enjoy the company of men more than women.

i am capable of being really mean and nasty, but i fight it. hard.

i am a lifelong cubs fan. do not laugh.

i have been known to hold a grudge.

i have hips.

i am not my sister.

i am lousy at forgiving myself.

i am an indoor kind of gal.

i am a bargain shopper. to the point of obsession.

i am 32 flavors. and then some.

 
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12.06.2002  

i like chickens and the chicken dance...but, dude, i love these underpants
i’m a bit pressed for time today, so i'm afraid i just can’t cough up one of my typically lengthy posts. you know the ones. some have called them “prolific.” others “epic.” still others simply “long-ass.”

this isn’t one of those.

instead, today is just a couple of thoughts that ran through my head as i rode into dc this snowy day.

1. vis-à-vis yesterday’s post, and maddie’s comment in response: maddie, you have chickens. yet, you say you do not live on a farm. i cannot help but ask: where do you live that is not a farm, yet lets you keep chickens?? and, perhaps most importantly: can i find such a place in our nation's capital?! for rent?! cheap?!

2. my site stats tell me that, since tuesday’s post, i have had no less than eight hits to my page as a result of searches for “stoned chick.” and to think i was all worried about “dead butt jerry.” furthermore, i received emails from two of said searchers stating that, in fact, they had been looking for ellen fleiss. whaddyaknow.

3. sometimes, when you’re trying to scrimp and save so you can afford to move out of your place it seems like a bad idea to spend money on sexy underwear. sorry…lingerie. but, when you stumble onto some la perla
at filene’s at a price that, while not exactly free is still too good to be true, and you always wanted to have your very own la perla underwear, and you know yoy're pretty much never going to find it at this price again…well, sometimes you just have to remind yourself that a lot of people in asia eat nothing but rice, and you can too for the next month. ‘cause you know what? even on a snowy casual Friday…even when you’re wearing your ducks and a big ‘ol wool turtleneck sweater and your funky glasses…even when the whole metro smells like a wet dog...even then, just knowing you’re wearing that la perla set underneath it all is a real kick in the pants. yowza.

see…not prolific at all.
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