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*waves from Michigan* No Pączki at our house this year - Car Guy and I are both dieting. I had half a bagel for breakfast yesterday (free bagel day at the gym!) and felt guilty about it.

OK, just because I was posting a pic for a group I'm in on Facebook. Bleached my roots today, and will color them purple tomorrow. But this is what it looks like now. (The purple ends are slightly faded from what they'll be after I recolor, but I must say that I'm very pleased with this brand...

Especially considering that the Great Kitchen Remodel of 2008 still hasn't happened. And a bunch of the cabinets were lost in the Basement Flood of 2009.

Oh, I have a source for products still. One of my former clustermates is still selling.

*teehee* Oh, yeah... I'm now a troublemaker. Or hadn't I told you that?

The funny thing is, Wash is in her room, she's partially undressed but wasted, and Wash is too much of a gentleman to do anything with/to her.

Well, forget writing today. I'm gonna knit.

Nobody else even cares. :)Story does not want to be written today, and I lost the sentences I had come up with while trying to fall asleep last night. *pout* Poor Wash and Dotty. They're never going to see any action at this rate.

Actually, it was from Washburn, the pilot on Firefly.

Bonus points to anyone who knows where the name Washburn came from. :)And I think I have that much again written, and it only includes kissing. But it's still Day 1 of the planned 3-4 day arc, plus epilogue. No, I'm not overambitious. Why do you ask?

Why does that not surprise me? And people are now getting a whole new view of you. And me.OK, story time! This story is the intellectual property of Ann Szwarc. Copying, modifying and/or distributing it without permission is prohibited.Warning: This story contains adult themesAt ConventionThe...

Maybe.... Darn it! Goofing off here isn't getting my story written. Anyone want to read a bit of it? I can post the first section, which is clean.

I didn't say that! KG is a creepy stalker. ;) No, wait. I might be the creepy one.

Hi, Becky! I have my Facebook locked down. Well, as locked down as it can be with the recent changes that allow anyone to search for anyone else. (I really hate that. What if I had a creepy stalker and I didn't want them to be able to search for me?)

Ooh, #2 is the guy my dream story was originally about. :blushing: And that's not who's in Mauston. That's Internet Girlfriend #2. So, in a probably cataclysmic collision between 2 separate areas of my life, J wants to know your user name over on "that other site" so she can stalk your stuff...