Friday, August 5, 2011


I promise I will post something later today, when my chest pains have slightly abated and I am no longer quaking with stress and suppressed rage.

I KNOW! Don't you want to hear all about it??

Tune in later for all the sordid details, including how I almost killed an employee with my bare hands, how I stand to lose thousands of dollars, how I ended up at the doctor's office and nearly had a heart attack, and how I am surviving all of the things WHILE my mother is in town visiting.



  1. D:

    NOT GOOD. Please to stop having chest pains.

  2. Ummmm.... I will try.

    *takes deep breaths*

  3. Breathe from your diaphragm?? As low as you can pull air from. Let your belly poke out, don't move your shoulders. Slow.


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