Blather, rinse, repeat

Oh gosh, that wasn't MY poem, not by a long shot. hells no.

yeah, I know who you mean, and I agree, too. She's far too good a person for that.

M., well you know... I'm not sure even where I stand anymore. It's gotten very confusing and we actually had our claws out at each other the other night. He annoys me sometimes, and I know i annoy him too. It's weird.

It is SO addicting. I'm over there right now. Tonight I was posting as Mrs. Lovett. There's something really freeing about that.

And I think I know which "reg" and "regs" you are talking about. In real life? yeah, bitchslaps. ;D