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Oct. 29th, 2007 12:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darklunaYAY RED SOX YAY RED SOX YAY RED SOX
My poor ex-hubby. I think he's having trouble adjusting to a world in which you don't have to dread the inevitable collapse. He sent me mail last night that said, basically, "Is this for real? For really real?" I think he was afraid someone would say we had to win all seven games or something.
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Usually when inanimate objects try to be my friends (Microsoft Word, automated phone systems), I become enraged; but the shampoo I have is actually kind of cute. "I love your color" it says. "I'm packed with conditioners!" Aww, yeah you are.
My poor ex-hubby. I think he's having trouble adjusting to a world in which you don't have to dread the inevitable collapse. He sent me mail last night that said, basically, "Is this for real? For really real?" I think he was afraid someone would say we had to win all seven games or something.
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Usually when inanimate objects try to be my friends (Microsoft Word, automated phone systems), I become enraged; but the shampoo I have is actually kind of cute. "I love your color" it says. "I'm packed with conditioners!" Aww, yeah you are.
