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Dear Lady at L’Hôtel…
A post in which I get a skosh bitchy. What? Like that’s new?
Felons can’t use guns, but we can use bullets.
It’s a bunch of random thoughts pulled together by the use of bullet points. Because hello? Bullet points make things go together.
Giddy. Do you hear me? GIDDY.
That’s me. I’m living in a state of sheer gid. Why, you ask? Because tomorrow at noon Bill and I are taking our three little rats for an “Aunt Becky sleepover”. Then we are heading to the oh-so-posh Embassy Suites on the Plaza, again courtesy of Aunt Becky.
Please don’t expect to hear from me [...]
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