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November 28, 2009



"Sometimes, I don't thrill you"--that's what the food was telling your family, in J Mascis' understated way.

Soooo sorry to hear that you all got sick--hope that everyone is recovering o.k.


I'm giving up on that stupid ass baby surprise jacket . . . the real surprise? How long I actually knit on it! Fucking EZ! I don't care if she is kind of related (to the Flyer - don't get excited) . . . she's crazy some days.


oh, gawd, that sounds awful. i gave us food poisoning on thanksgiving but it was via a homemade chicken pot pie that i made form scratch for tim and i (we were the only ones as we had done the whole big dinner on wednesday with the fam then escaped to the mountains). must have been something in the air.


and what is lola talking about...giving up on the BSJ. she cannot do that to EZ.

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