Wednesday, November 14

Happy Birthday, Rosanna Huffman!

Where ever you are....
Rosanna was my best friend in the first grade, and our friendship was cemented when we learned our birthdays were only two days apart.    Years later I found Rosanna at the local JC and you know what?  I may have been bitter, and slightly baked, but Rosanna was still a neat person that I could have hung with (had I not been completely wrapped up in my loser stoner boyfriend).  I think of her every year.


Everyone send fabulous recovery vibes to Chuck, who's having her lady parts *ahem* reworked. See, now it sounds like she's having plastic surgery, instead of having them rip it all out. sigh. I have no tact, but I'm thinkin' of ya, Chuck.

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