did I mention that the silly sequel to my play that I penned is going on at the centaur this week?
I sent a cease and desist order to the women, and the theater company, but they went on with it regardless.
Feeling quite stupid and powerless to do anything about it except scream and weep.
I've used this anaology before, but my baby has been stolen by a band of raving peri-menopausal women who've turned her into a crack whore....
Is there such a thing as Karma?
Who said that there was...
urgh
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