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funny things in a small world

For the past two hours, i’ve been unable to control my laughing. It was even worse then trying to stifle my giggles last night in train class when slow-talking men wearing pinstriped overalls talked about lubrication and ramming the johnsonbar. SEE? YOU’RE ALREADY GIGGLING!

In any case, it was brought to my attention today that a friend of mine knows one of my arch nemesis nemisi enemies. While that wouldn’t really be so funny to most people, humor somehow evolves to greater things when people are douchebags.

Oh man. I know it’s evasive and nearly as clear as mud, but holy shit. I love it that we live in a small world sometimes.

bowling for boobs

Okay, Internet, listen up. You know I’ve been all gung-ho about The 3 Day for the last six months, and you’ve all been incredibly supportive. That is why I love you all so very much. You all seriously rock.

This weekend, Team Boobylicious presents: bowling for the cure.

If you’re a local twodolla.org reader, it would be the best thing ever if you would stop by for a little bowling action. Bring your kids, your friends, your family, your co-workers, your tricks, your hos, and everyone else you see along the way. We’ll have something for everyone and it will also be a great chance for you to meet a whole bunch of Team Boobylicious.

We have some terrific raffle prizes, all-you-can bowl, bingo, and lots of talk about boobs. There’s more information if you click here, and please email me with any questions you might have.

If you want to buy raffle tickets in advance, you sure can! You don’t have to be present to win. Just email me and I can send you all of the Paypal information. Team Boobylicious is all about convenience. And boobs.

We’ve just raised our team goal to $30,000, and I’ve raised my personal goal to $2500. We’re overachievers AND we’re awesome.

Please don’t hesitate to pass this information along. The more the merrier, even if they are strangers!

today could be interesting

I woke up at 5:30 this morning, which is an hour earlier than I need to. So, I went back to sleep.

In that hour of extra sleep, I had a dream that my dog carried a bottle of orange juice into my room. It was one of the gigantic Sunny Delight containers that I actually do have in my ‘fridge. It was so real, at the time, that I had to look and see if really did manage to open up the refridgerator. Good news is that he did not.

The bad news is that also in that hour of extra sleep, I managed to throw my cell phone somewhere similar to the Bermuda triangle, because I can’t find it anywhere now.