Merry Fucking Christmas
Well I know I know you all have been pining for your now thirty year old bunni girl, but I have been running around doing the usual holiday rounds. As we speak my mother in on her way to abduct me to PA. Lord have mercy on my immortal soul. Well since my relatives are from East Cupcake PA, I won't be online again until sunday. But when I return I assure you I will give you the post birthday report as well as my much awaited family stories. (if you recal last year a cousin tried to kiss me). The good news is that for my birthday my mother gave me a digital camera, so I can now give you pictures of toothless drunken cousins and christmas light treatments that look like Pable Picasso's Guernica. Oh, there is the reindeer drawn sleigh now. So in the words of my gay husband, "Have a Merry Fucking Christmas, now shut the fuck up."

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Well today is really it people, celebrating 30 years of quality and excellence. Actually more likely celebrating 30 years of intellectual snobbery, hostility, and glitter.
I promise people to bring back Bacchus and this weekend I consumed:
5 pints of beer
2 coronas
3 cosmopolitans
2 vannilla stoli and sodas
1 shot jager
1 shot "irish kiss"
1 shot so co and lime
2 shots hurricane
1 bottle of red wine
The lovely Bakerina brought me Palm Beach Brownies, and I have finally tasted Paradise, paradise jelly that is. (I like it, although I have to admit I prefer the crab apple jelly-what a shock.)
This morning I woke up and a glass of red wine and goo goo cluster for breakfast. I mean really. Of course now I am in the office and supposed to be calculating grades. Yep, that's where I am on my birthday, because grades apparently can't wait until tomorrow. Perhaps, like a bitten apple, they get brown and icky if left out for very long.
Well I wish I had something deep and profound for you. Really. But I'm afraid this is it for now. Thanks to all of you for the birthday wishes and special thanks to those of you visited.

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