Hot Mess

I met up with My Parasitic Twin for some coffee and scream this morning. Her dog, Gza (pronounced Jizz-uh, it’s a Wu Tang Clan thing) had a tumor on her … er … teat and just had it removed. So this morning was pretty much all about how much it sucks to be middle aged because EVERYONE IS GETTING CANCER!

And I thought I had it rough when my BFF got a boyfriend and wasn’t as emotionally available as she was in the 5th grade.

Anyway, we yelled about a bunch of shit but nothing transcendent enough to make the  blog … until just now.

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Seriously folks, I’m really shaken up. Send your thoughts and prayers.

*For the record, I made cheesy potatoes yesterday for dinner which means that I definitely had them for breakfast. You can separate twins at birth but there is just some shit you cannot take away from them.

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