I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
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Thursday, July 28, 2005
For the record
If there ever comes a day when I eat a cinnamon roll without unrolling it first, that will mean that I am truly devoid of happiness and my soul is completely dead.
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