Thursday we have “Anti-Biddy Night.”  This started because every Survivor season my mom and aunt watch it together.  Seems normal enough, until you learn that speaking, except on commercial breaks, is punishable by death.  I can’t be subjected reality TV and expected not to make wise cracks the whole time, so I started escaping to my cousins’ house.   This became a weekly thing.   Tonight we mixed it up, met at their house, and left the Biddies to watch their shows and went out to dinner.

I guess the change in routine got us all a little kicky.  Dinner was spent discussing sperm, diapers, cock vs hen, and the waiter’s ass.  When we got back to my house, Shannon and Lindsey got into a tiff about something.

Lindsey “Your mama!”

Shannon and I both look at each other in utter confusion.  ”My mama is YOUR mama!”

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I wish I was a floating head.  My neck has gone absolutely ape shit this week! I have knots running down the left side to my shoulder and it’s causing migraines nightly.  I tried to work them out myself but I’m not strong enough, and it’s hard to subject yourself to that much pain.  I tried to get a work boy to rub my neck, but he was too concerned with getting me into the copy room alone to worry about my neck.  I tried taking a muscle relaxer, and this resulted in my forgetting who I was or what I was supposed to be doing and having to go take a nap in the truck during lunch.  So I give up.  I’m going on Monday to pay for the torture of having a stranger rub me.  After finally being released from physical therapy a few months ago I thought I would be done with the nakedness in front of stranger ritual!

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Yeah, so I gave up on the whole Firefox issue  So should you be looking at this and it looks totally jacked up, get over it.  I also gave up on learning CSS and working on my archives.  I can barely sit up long enough to do things that are required so I’m just going to try and let it go.