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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd: November 2005
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd. Wednesday, November 30, 2005. There is a reason why it is sometimes a long and difficult process to reshape our attitudes and outlook, to change the habitual ways that we perceive the world, and to modify our customary interpretation and response to any given situation or event. Taken from the 2003 Riverhead Books release "The Art of Happiness At Work," by his Holiness the Dalai Lama and Howard C. Cutler, M.D. Posted by [sic] at 9:35 AM. Tuesday, November 29, 2005. The truth...
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I Don't Make This Shit Up!: January 2006
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Tuesday, January 31, 2006. Sorry I'm a boring ass bitch today! Hopefully I'll have something interesting for all you lil' shits tomorrow! Posted by FnQueen at 7:56 PM. 3 People Talking Shit. Monday, January 30, 2006. Can You Say Bitch? The Fnqueen has PMS! ArgggI feel bitchy, cranky and generally just plain fuckin' mean. My husband and kids have learned to deal with this by laughing at me! Just kidding, but I'm sure they've thought about it. Hell, I can't blame 'em! 3) The dryer has shrunk every last pai...
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I Don't Make This Shit Up!: February 2006
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Thursday, February 23, 2006. My Junk Is On The Net! To the left here we have a picture of the exact cell phone that I have a Motorola Razor in silver. Right now I know you're thinking "Fnqueen why the fuck do I care what kind of cell phone you have? You are aren't you? Okay well this post doesn't have anything to do with my particular cell phone, I know I know "Fuck you Fnqueen! But this post is about cell phone cameras and some of the freaks that use them! Even though I have a few laughs viewing some of...
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd: October 2005
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd. Monday, October 31, 2005. Gently, my mind escapes into the relaxing world of pleasure, a pleasure that'll take my mind off the reality of my life, my past life. life as I know it now. And whatever may come, it slowly disappears to somewhere in the back of my mind. It will remain there, until I wish to retrieve it. Yes, I will stay here for awhile, for I need the break. A break from the pressures of life, and everything that lays in the palm of life's hands. Friday, October 2...
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd: April 2006
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd. Sunday, April 30, 2006. My friend, Brat has chosen to tag me for this highly interesting questionairre. I must write six weird things or habits about myself, then tag six other bloggers and notify them in their comments section. 1 I will not ( ( WILL NOT) ) purchase a dented, folded, bent anything. even if it's the last one. 2 I must ALWAYS have pairs of everything. 3 I am terrified of the movie "The Exorcist". 4 I think about killing myself AT LEAST three times a week.
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd: February 2006
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. A Mountain of Proposed Bonding Magic. In short, we actually had a good time. Time passes, and the wifey and my daughter exit the store carrying a bag of over-the-shoulder-boulder-holders, to find us having a jolly good time, and she doesn't hesitate to point out the obvious. I dunno," I retort. Look at how the two of you are. That's EXACTLY what you would be like.". All we were doing was looking for chicks," I point out. He'll remember it as the t...
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd: March 2006
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd. Friday, March 31, 2006. Psycho's and soccer mom's. We all stand rank and file. Patiently awaiting (sometimes not). We all want our daily push of a low dollar high end suburban crack equivalent. Do these people have the same problems as me? They could be worse off. My head doc says I need to kick the habit, I need to quit drinking caffeinated products. Does she realize that would be like kicking the chair out from under me? Afterall, caffeine's my crutch. My way of blending in.
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd: December 2005
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Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd. Saturday, December 31, 2005. My Last Words For 2005. I'm really fucking tired right now. If it weren't for my daughter wanting to see the celebratory fireworks at midnight, I would already be in bed, caring little about the absent mindedness of various pyrotechnics prematurely sounding off around the neighborhood. Yeah! Another year gone by! Outta here like. well, like last year ( (laughing) ). I'm gonna close folks. It's time to grab some shut eye. God bless and be safe.
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I Don't Make This Shit Up!: March 2006
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Tuesday, March 28, 2006. I know I've touched on the fact that I live in a neighborhood with quite a few fucktards, but the incident on Saturday night just takes the cake! Yes, fuckkit I said CAKE. Who the hell would be knocking at the door this late at night. Then my husband comes from our bedroom and looks down the hall at us with the WTF look on his face too! My hubby: Uh Yeah. My hub: Umm.Yeah everyone here is in bed. Stumbles off front porch*. Or was it something more sinister? We may never know!
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I Don't Make This Shit Up!: October 2005
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Monday, October 31, 2005. Wellllll.Martha Stewart is a big fat bitch! She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world! Sorry about stealing your song Cartman. I just had to link to this story. Now I know some women just lurve Martha, but I for one find her to be like Attila the Hun. This is a quote straight from the horses mouth; "I have learned that I really cannot be destroyed." WTF? Who the hell does she think she is! Do you think this vapid hag, really does all that Susie Fucking Homemaker shit?
