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Oh Mickey...
One of the side effects of prednisone is, as the dermatologist put it, "You may feel peppy." Oh man, right now I am so full of pep it's hilarious. I took a shower and was doing fake-cheerleader moves to that 1980s song "Oh Mickey what a pity I'm in love with you..." I chattered to mr. flea about the fabulous "Evolution of Dance" video at YouTube, then dashed out the door, and spent the bus ride with racing thoughts like this: "We should cook elaborately more. This weekend what will I get at the farmer's market? I want mr. flea to either make me a pie of make me homemade ice cream with fresh strawberries for mother's day. I forgot to look up that book for Tonya. Monday is the last day for a playdate with Tonya - I should get mr. flea to call her. And make sure to talk to her about the plan for my delivery. Maybe we should go to a baseball game this weekend. What a pretty dog." Et. Cetera. I'm kind of exhausted from just sitting still.
My face looks great. My inner thighs are purple, but nobody has to see them but me.
I wonder when the crash is coming...
My face looks great. My inner thighs are purple, but nobody has to see them but me.
I wonder when the crash is coming...
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You're so fine you blow my mind,
Hey, Mickey! hey Mickey!
This is, like, the best image I've had all day. Here's a copy of the song if you don't already have it.
http://download.yousendit.com/E039ED43254C84F4