Every week, by the time Friday night rolls around, I feel worn out and faded and so achy I just want to collapse. I’ve never been the Friday Night Party Girl type and I’ve only gotten less so as I get older.

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I have a right to personal space and personal opinions. To BE a person.

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Facts, thoughts, moments, opinions from the past week,  in no particular order: It doesn’t matter how long you’ve lived with someone, even after almost a decade the first time they walk in on you while you’re doing an anal douche?  Fucking embarrassing.  You will find yourself screeching “do you MIND????” and acting like a fool.

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So, anyhow. I was insane busy today and when I finally stopped and looked at the clock and realized it was almost five and I hadn’t eaten and I was feeling like shit, I hit the pause button.

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I’m having the do-nothing-est weekend ever over here.  Yesterday was so full of do-nothing, I can’t even remember what I did.  Read some, I guess.  Wrote a review.  Cooked.  (We had french toast and sausage patties for dinner last night.  I love breakfast for dinner and I actually had real maple syrup in the house

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