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Feb 10
01

I’m cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs – I mean googoo for Gaga.

Hannah
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I’ve never been much of a fan of the girlie pop stars.
Never liked Brittany.
She’s a whore, which is kinda nice, but if I am not to ever benefit from her whore-ish ways, then she is – well – worthless.



 

Never cared much for that Christina Aguilera girl.



 

Well, except for her HUGE fucking rack which I support with great vigor.  ‘Coz ladies and gentlemen, those tits were made especially for motor-boating!



 

I don’t know how the Gaga got past the front gate.  All Jehovah’s Witnesses, pop stars and solicitors are to be stopped and searched.  Their drugs seized and enjoyed by me personally.
Somehow Lady Gaga weaseled her way into my heart and now I can’t shake her.
I first fell in love with her for hosting Alexander Skarsgard in her Paparazzi video.



 

‘Coz Alexander Skarsgard is HAWT.
Damn HAWT.
And for the love of all that is holy, how could you NOT appreciate … this gloriousness?  She’s so insecure she cuts herself.
And we all know how much fun insecure girls are!!



 

I don’t know whether I should spank her or bite her or what but I know I LOVE that tingly feeling I get when I think about her POKEr face.
Hey, speaking of all that is holy and poking and tingly feelings, these fucks are at it again.



 

I have never been afraid of anything more than I am of the parishioners worshiping at the Westboro Baptist Church.
Really, all the hate they spew – I hope the god they speak of mightily disapproves.



 

*  I apologize for any oopsies but I just worked a full week within a full week and I’m fucking tired so deal with it.
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Sep 09
25

Take care of you ‘coz aint no one else gonna.

Hannah
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I am not going into the office today.  When you start waking in the morning and your neck is as stiff, if not stiffer, than the day before, you have to take inventory and do what must be done.

You must take a mental health day.

Now, when you take mental health day you shouldn’t spin into a lie of actual illness.  Don’t pussy out and say you got the sniffles.  Just say you aint going.

So, I aint going.

I am lucky enough to work with people who understand and appreciate this.  Sometimes you just gotta take a day to regroup your shit so as to start the weekend with a softer neck and a softer tone.

I now sit doing my morning blog hop like we all do (you know you got that list of people you hit up before you even get coffee, we all do) and think to myself, “Okay, you got a day off, so whatcha gonna do with it?”

Fuck if I know.

I really should finish the laundry and clean up the place.  As SIL Patti says, “You can gauge how good a book is by clean my house is.”  Amen to that!  So, to put it gently, I am reading some FAWESOME books right now.

I really should finish the book I’m reading so I can get it on back to the library.  I have sat every night this week with my eyes tired and strangely crooked in the recliner reading.  10pm bedtime?  Whatevs.  11pm?  Psfth.  Midnight?  Okay, just one more chapter.  1am?  Shit Hannah, go to sleep!!  ‘I will, I will,’ I scream to myself, ‘as soon as I finish one more chapter.’

I could run to Wal-Mart and get the weekend shopping out of the way.  Then again, do I want to give away a free day, a total do-whatever-the-eff-I-want day to WAL-MART?  Really?  I actually thought that?  Okay … we have gone too far friends … no Wal-Mart muffin tops for me today.

Maybe I should take a nice, long nap.  Eh, we are all going to catch up on our sleep when we’re dead.  No need to worry about that now, right?  I mean, waste my day laying about in a cold, lonely bed?  That doesn’t sound attractive at all.

So, what do you kids think I should do with my day?  My mental health day?  My do-whatever-the-eff-I-want day?

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