Because I need to brag about my good life. I need to write it, and record it so that I may look back in times of need, when my hope is low, and get that reminder of what a fucking fabulous woman I am, and what an incredible life I have.
Because our web host really screwed up our scgi-bin, and I can’t even access my albatross/project/journal at the moment.
Because I fucking rock, and I won’t be pushed out of here without reminding YOU of that.

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