Tavie
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carl
barb cooking blog
boing boing
caroline
cartoon brew
chris
cityroom
consumerist
erin
gena/ deadly stealth frogs
gothamist
jim hill
kids in the hall lj
kithblog
matt k
mike t
nathan
post secret
rynn
sarah
sarah c
sean
tea rose
toby
tom
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american elf
american stickman
elfquest
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masque of the red death
the perry bible fellowship
toothpaste for dinner
ultrajoebot
xkcd
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Friday, May 30, 2003
My face is a big mess. A big ugly mess. Monster-like.
Nevertheless, I came with erin to Mint Manor. I still feel crappy but a lot less than yesterday. Although if those two don't stop watching soap operas soon I'm going to come down with some kind of hacking cough.
My face is horrific. Scabby, peeling. I gaze with envy upon every smooth face I see. I used to be you. My complexion, although occasionally pasty, was smooth and fair. And now it is not.
Never, never never never peel your sunburn off before it's ready. Especially if you have obsessive-compulsive tendencies. Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:37 PM | shower me with attention
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