Hi, I'm Susannah and I love shiny things, swimming, the smell of fresh cut grass, orange blossoms and horse shit. The feel of my children's eyelashes on my cheek is a live virus that grows in me, multiplies and sustains. I will never understand Amish Friendship Bread.
I write for love but money works, too. Email me for more info, or just to say hello.
Oh no! Do you want to join my band of pirates? I think you'd make an awesome addition to the crew. You can bring Zoey and the cat. (Btw, if you didn't read my post yesterday this probably doesn't make sense.)
NO! I can relate. Hope there are some Cadbury Creme Eggs nearby. :)
Oh man, it WAS that kind of a day. Stay strong sista.
DITTO!!! I have been poked and prodded too...literally and not so literally!!!
I am a faithful reader, being very much in the same position since losing my job in October. So i thought i would share that i got a job. I have to move to LA from marin, but a job is a job, right?
Your next opportunity might be just around the corner...
well, those people sound like assholes.
who pokes people with salt sticks?
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