PoeticaL
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pancake sex

Thursday, Mar. 25, 2004

Here's the unofficial spiel:

I'm a professional writer and amature designer.

I saw the above on a diary….yah I laughed my ass off.  A professional writer would know how to spell the word amateur.  RIGHT???? RIGHT????? Bueller?? Bueller????

 

Funny enough after that statement this “professional” writer goes on to say

I have two relatively useless degrees: A BA in English from the University of Florida and an MFA from the University of North Carolina at Wilmington.

That’s like the icing on the stupidity cake for me.  Even funnier yet I know I’ll get a barrage of backlash in my guest book now because some people can’t resist me.  ;-)

 

Today’s been a happy joyful day.  I had my son all through the early evening and I got a package from Charlotte (my pal Sandy…. Thank you in mucho-licious amounts!!!  (That word would be spelled wrong intentionally because I’m a “creative writer” and it’s not a real word!)  I had a great talk with my Aunt (deceased father’s sister) tonight and I realize how happy I am when we get to talk.  (miss her miss her miss her). 

 

It’s almost 3 a.m. and I gotta be up in a few hours for work and I can only say I’m blissfully high on life right now…I’m

 

1.      Thoroughly satisfied by a long parade of yummy bed time

2.      Happy with my tummy-full of hot oozing pancakes via special order from b.f., the awesome breakfast chef

 

note to b.f.:

 

I’d like to order more evenings like this one. 

 

 

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