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I am a dark-haired woman with a fondness for dancing.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

When the Going Gets Tough

I call my Mother.

This is what she said: "Don't take any shit. What, you were in the stirrups thinking about how you could fuck her over?" (She actually said that.)

Am feeling better.

Mom rocks.

Paul just now: "The problem is, you're too nice. This is another instance of Kathleen being a bitch. Don't let her do this to you. If you told her beforehand, do you really think she would have said "Good for you." ? She is a master manipulator. "

Patty, I say by next Tuesday you won't be thinking about this anymore.

I say, I don't know.

Paul: If she says anything to me, I'll let her have it.

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