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Everywhere I go, folks keep telling me, "Jesus loves you," and I don't know how to tell him that I only like him as just friends. Back off, Loincloth.
I'm so def I can't hear.
My husband tells everyone I have doom bees that I can control and turn against this entire city. I tell him that maybe it's the city who's against my doom bees. Why can't people ever see both sides of the age-old doom bees vs. the city debate? Open up your minds, and end the segregation. All you need is love. Foster peace, or else I will totally sic my doom bees against this entire city.
People say that I have a drinking problem, but the truth is that I am totally amazing at drinking and they're just jealous.
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Who I'd like to meet: I really love the people I know already. Who could ask for anything more? But, I would have liked to meet Mother Teresa. Maybe Jesus, so I can explain that joke at the beginning of my "About Me," but I have a feeling He totally understands.
I'm in Reno for the next five plus weeks (maybe we can still pull of a meet-up! I've got weekends off), and have finally succumbed to the Facebook-- care to join me on it? "Amy Condra" will take you to my VIP lounge! It's pretty sparse right now, slapped it up today as part of a class assignment... whee.
I know I'm still getting used to it. I'm really glad now though that I go by my middle name instead of my first name, which is Diana. (Think Wedding Singer here.)
it is still very difficult. But certain health reasons and lack of being able to breath resons call for it you know?! It does suck...but it is something worth trying for. Give us a call when u can. We love u.
Dude, I had such a crazy dream about you, and how you lived in an apartment with three bedrooms and it was spectacular and I went to visit and you said i could move into the spare bedroom, and it was the best ever. You also were making drinks there were green that when I looked at you explained, "I put extra gravy in that one". In conclusion, I fucking miss you.
Oh, I've seen it before....such an incredible movie! My easter was good...my voice came back during a breakdown that I was having at around noon so that was good!
How was your easter? How was drunk Shrek? How is EVERYTHING I FUCKING MISS YOU JESUS CHRIST COME TAKE CARE OF ME SO WE CAN EAT BROCCOLI CHEESE SOUP AND WATCH AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL.
Oh, and just so you know, I think the politically correct term is "blowies"......
