It's not the drugs... Because I am not taking any.

I can never think straight after a southern man calls me Miss Annie.

Oh my goodness.

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Remember how I rearranged my whole office yesterday?

It feels like my injured arm was involved in a small farm accident.

Ugh! I didn't even use it!

But I did get in a wrestling match with someone last night,

Because I said the name of her crush out loud.

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I am suppose to reupholster a friends chairs this weekend.

If I do this successfully with one arm I think I should win a reward of some kind.

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