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Life suckage. Same shit. Different day. Move out? Not an option. Their my responsability, and now come to find out idgit is really ill, but still suckage. WAHHHHHH. Plus my hormones suck.

P.S. I wish I was a lesbian. Because men obviously have no fucking taste.

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*hugs*
Thanks
Hey, reading your other posts. Sorry, want to comment but just busy/tired/not wanting to move/my lwft bicep is SO sore. So, not comments on screen (in my head, yeah...)

Wanted to send you a BIG HUGGLE, though.
Thanks. i hope your bicep is better. Dare I ask what happen?
No clue what I did to it. I am still trying to figure out *when* I hurt it. I suspect it was working on the muffler... no... it was before that. Maybe changing the tire that one day, after fighting the car to stay on the damn road, then going into work and doing all that lifting. I think that was the night we (read - *I*) peelied 200lbs of potatoes. Which, really, is a lot of small, tedious, hard, repetitive work. Add in the other lifting I do through the night there, and you have a straighed muscle. 2 nights ago, there was actually a HUGE bumpy-bruise right on the top side of the elbow area. That hurt. It's better today, but yesterday was mostly an "off" day, where I took some Amish ladies to work and ram errands all day.

Sorry you asked right? :-))