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WHAT'S MY F***IN' NAME?? Someones_Muse Age. 20 Gender. Female Ethnicity. White...very Location , School. Seattle Pacific Univ » More info. Get Caught Up Life [t] About Me [t] Film and Television [t] Music [t] Celebrity Crushes [t] Personal Philosophies [t] Exes [t] Sports [t] Work [t] School [t] Politics [t] Lovely Link List My France Blog ZeFrank The ORG ABS My Loves! Pioneer Woman (Sooo Funny!) Juan Cole-- Informed Comment Cal-y October 2008 S M T W T F S 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 You Can Dance If You Want To or im me animegirlie27 tokyotea27 For My Peeps I just thought you should know...

We'll crucify the insincere tonight... Monday. 8.18.03 6:34 pm I'm listening to Smashing Pumkins, and you know what that means! 9.9 or not... in any event I'm laid back. I had to take my kitty Sugar to the vet today... I don't quite understand why, but everytime she has to go to the vet, I get all paranoid she's going to die. But it always turns out to be something menial... like a abscess that they can drain in 2 minutes flat. Have you ever seen those cartoon strips where Jon is trying to get Garfield to the vet? Hide behind washer, cling to anything that will slow progress, scratch crap out of owner... Sugar is all that and wooorse. By the time we finally got there, I had more hair on me than Burt Reynolds. Of course she has to be white, so I walk in looking like the abominable snow man in flip-flops. Then I have to deal with the damn vet. Vets can be so funny... I mean... I love animals and all (I have three cats that pretty much run my house)... but I'm not a complete freak about it. I swear my vet loaths me, because everytime I bring Suggie in, it's because she was in a fight. What can I say? I raise my femmes to be outright bitches! The little boy, however, is my prince. He gets Heidi luvin' like nobody's business. Anyway, now that we've gone on that lovely tangent... vets: can't live with 'em, kitty's can't live without 'em. I return victorious once again. Now, I must go and launder this shirt (it has kitty abscess juice all over it, yummy right? Sugar just had to have a post vet trauma cuddle). Thats my baby down there on my 9th b-day! (lol most recent pic of her I had)