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Sometimes, I get ideas into my head and they won't leave me alone no matter what.

This current idea involves a pink ballerina dress in the pet section at Target and my fat-ass cat, Tinker.
The Engineer had been telling me for weeks that this was a bad idea, but I wouldn't be swayed. This is pure comedy and I can't resist.

( hee. )

What does this boil down to?

I am a terrible person who obviously hates her cats.




heh.

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Last night, we trekked out to Miss Amanda's parents' house for her surprise 30th birthday party. I drove, so I limited myself to a single Mojito for the evening. But, Joanna and the Engineer both had several Golden Monkeys (some kind of crazy ass beer) and talked absolute smack for the entire evening.

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