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When my brain needed a cheering up, I used to dream about running and fighting and being a warrior. Now I dream about finding an awesome deal on a wheelchair.

Ouch.

In other news I am now almost 160lbs.

( proof of my insane weight gain... comparing this to my icon makes me sadface )

Bah.

And I'm moody about my relationships with people and getting freaked out and worried. I constantly suspect I've done something wrong to upset various people.

Anniversary is on Saturday. Happy about that.

Hormones raaage.

Thoughts are a bit scattered.

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My brother resembles Matt Damon. This information is needed.

Addison: I've seriously considered becoming a stripper. Not sure I could do it, and I'm not sure what my stripper name would be.
Me: Matt Damon.
Addison: Haha! Well, something related. Like... "Bourne"... something.
Me: "Bone Identity"?
Addison: BONE ULTIMATUM! "Presenting to the stage... THE BONE ULTIMATUM!"
Me: You'd have to do a barrel roll out onto the stage.
Addison: With a CIA banana hammock and cool sunglasses to complete the look.

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Laughing so hard.