First comes hate
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Posted by Tracy on June 2, 2008 in diary | Short Link
So there’s this waiter at MacCool’s that drives me up the wall. The first time we met he told me I couldn’t have a half-order of sweet potato fries, which was like total bullshit, because I’d ordered the same thing successfully before and I needs me some sweet potato fries. The second time, he forced [...]
Embracing the Dent
Posted by Tracy on January 25, 2008 in diary | Short Link
You may or may not know by now that I’m completely crazy – and if this is news to you then sit down my friend and let me explain. About 90 (or so) percent of the time I’m decently capable of keeping my “shit” together – but, the other 10 percent? Flippin’ nuts. One of [...]















