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2004-06-05 - 12:26 p.m.

A few entries ago I was having a PMS experience. Now I have graduated from PMS into a full out Bastille Day at the Uterine Battlefield. And that's all I'm going to say about that, except for this: Naturally, someone wants me to go someplace that I don't want to go. Today. Within the hour.

My mom. good ole mom... sweet, good natured, family-loving Ma, wants everyone to load up and travel 2 hours to see the new baby in the family. I should go. I might go. I don't wanna go. Myra and I stayed up ALL NIGHT LONG talking on the deck in the bright moonlight, then the yard guy was under my bedroom window with a weed-eater at 8 am. Then he mowed for a freakin eternity. The front yard is not that big. He was making noise right in front of my window for 2 hours. ACK!

Then Bink came along, an hour later to make sure I was getting ready to go. What's a girl got to do to get 40 uninterrupted winks around this place??? I can get 5 or 10 winks at the most.

I don't want to go. I don't think I'm going. No. Definitely not. I need some notice on stuff like this.

I'm putting the cartoon me up again. Here it is:

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