Because I cannot let the broken clavicle out of my sight for two seconds for fear of lung puncture, because I'm feeling a little bit like the universe is conspiring to destroy me, because my hair looks like it's been doused in motor oil, and because I pseudo-slept with a horizontal midget's feet on my face all night, I am going to direct you elsewhere for your blogging enjoyment today. If you've got a few hours to kill and need some laughs, go check out the hilarious ladies of Go Fug Yourself, because fugly is the new pretty.
Despite my cynicism....Happy Friday!
Friday, May 14, 2010
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Oh Jess - I am so sorry... This sounds pretty rough... wish we could be closer to help out...
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