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Computers are the debil.

Had a lovely time out with mother, mexican food for breakfast, new bra buying, computer explaining. Then home, lift shirt and show new bra to J, get smacked on ass by mother as a result, Mal arrives, lift shirt and show new bra to Mal, no reaction from mother.

Mother leaves, J is a blabbermouth gossip, Mal and I leave to consume mass quantities of rotten tomatoes. Back home, watch LOST then a Carlos Mencia DVD, then home for Mal.

Ate leftovers from breakfast, attempted to read but was unable to hear myself think over the maniac yelling of my hair demanding I do things to it.

Now am doing things to hair, trying to determine a decent pausing spot so as not to be stuck doing this for the next 24 hours straight. Stupid demanding hair.

I am queen of the run-on sentence.

Tee Gee Eye Fucking Eff.

It's J's second day off,
we didn't go out last weekend as we were attempting to do so with friends,
and that just got all mis-communicated, no matter.

So, last night we decided we wanted to, today,
but really can only afford movie OR food.
OMG J's cat is the demandiest cuddlewhore today,
can't.see.monitor.past,tiny.cat.
So, I'm up before him,
makin fud! so that hunger won't figure into decisions about what to do today.

I came up with half of the greatest.idea.ever. for presents to make,
for mother and her husband, Mal supplied the second half.

BRILLIANT!

Today is fluff and stuff and nonsense.

And possible rampant cat hugging!

Wild and crazy times!