DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID |
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This morning, while I was on a conference call with my boss and the Marketing manager - my kidlet left me a voicemail. It went a little something like this: "Oh, my Gawd! Okay. I'm all right. We're safe. But there was a BOMB THREAT! They evacuated all the kids and made us go out on the field. And I got to miss PE. The Fire Department came and assured us there was no bomb" Okaaaaaaaaaaay What is so tragic and completely otherworldly about the whole thing is - There was a bomb threat. A BOMB threat. At my daughter's school. In my town. This day. And because society and the world is so fucked up, it didn't really affect me - or her - and we just went about our business as usual...
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Buh Bye! October 05, 2008 Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid One Last Bitchfest for the Road Get the Popcorn Ready I'm a Rich Ho-Bag |
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