| DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID |
| PROFILE | GUESTBOOK | OLD | OLDER | OLDEST |
| Every time I sit down to the computer, the person who lives next door, sits down to their piano and practices one song, over and over again. "The Sounds of Silence". I don't care if it's 6:30 in the morning, or 11:30 at night. I sit down, they sit down. It's like we're on the same wavelength... Strange, but not quite paranoia inducing. And, they're getting better. SLAY ON BUFFY!!
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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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| Marriage is love. | |||||
