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Last night I think I came to the realization that I want to pierce my nipples. The lip wasn't that bad, it was just the healing that sucked. In no way am I trying to compare nipple piercing to lip piercing but I didn't think I even had the latter in me. Perhaps it was that I was hammered when I got it. If that's the case I'm sure that can be arranged again

The commercial on TV is promising me sexy buns and a flat tummy.

I'm beginning to understand why Brianna doesn't like having TV in our house. Wow, that was weird, our house. Or family room with a vocal booth/bedroom and bathroom/kitchen. This is going to take some getting used to. I never grow tired of her smile when I walk through the door. It's the first thing I look for.

We had some people from work over last night. One of them brought his pit pup. She was adorable, filled with energy and managed to throw up and piss on the floor within a foot apart. The owners wacky metalhead friend managed to break the toggle switch on my brand new Keeley modified Boss MT-2 pedal. I don't know who to be mad at, the metalhead or Robert Keeley. The freshly installed switch is "the highest quality locking toggle switch available" or so the instructions say. Perhaps he didn't realized that people stamp down on these things with their feet. Oh well, I'll live. Was fun though...