And they don't have to be preternaturally beautiful 13-year old waif chicks.
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About Me
- Papillon
- An unabashedly immature "grown-up" and recovering English major, I'm happily married to the inimitable G-man, who shares my warped sense of humor and has the patience of Job. (Pretty much an essential qualification for being happily married to me.) We're childless (and childish) by choice, although we enjoy other peoples' children – until the temper tantrums kick in, anyway. I have a tendency towards depression, but my determination to laugh at least once a day for the rest of my life keeps it at bay. My hope is that I've finally grown enough (metaphoric) cojones to write from the heart and offer hope (in the form of laughter) to those who may find themselves wondering "Am I the only freak in the world who feels this way?" God, no. You're not. Trust me. ¡Ahora con mas cojones! Add to Technorati Favorites
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