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One doesn't *become* a Southern lady. You either are, or you are not. No amount of acclimation will make up for a lack of upbringing based on bare feet, good manners, and the mastery of "puddling" rather than sweating.
About Me
- Val
- I'm left handed. Consequently, I always have an ink smudge on my pinkie.
Here, read these.
- West of the Boulevard News
- RVA blogs
- HADUUUUUUKEN HUUUUUUBS
- Dinosaur Comic
- Sprout!
- Sister
- Brother
- My girlfriend, Maura
- Poetry is About Feelings
- Bonus Sister
- Bonus Brother
- The Jennifer Murphy
- Fat Anna Shot a Man in Reno
- Machew
- Matt, the Bastard
- Couch
- Kitty Creehan
- Andi de Mexico Nuevo
- Knitting Sister
- Century Rolls
- Playful Mama
- J in Ric
- Sarah Says
- dooce
Current knits
- MacBook cozy
- Bellini Shawl
Gift Ideas from You to Me!!!
You should visit these everyday...
Blog Archive
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April
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- Weird but AWESOME.
- I'm so proud.
- Strike Over.
- NOW.
- Things I can't handle...
- Lemme just say...
- Taco Bell Sh*t Lady
- Some more things.
- Spring Break Wrap-Up
- AHAHAHAAAHAHAHHAA!!!! I'm* hilarious.
- Trying for Contentment
- Two days in a row
- My friend
- ATTN: No, I'm not about to pass out.
- My girl
- Finally Back to Normal
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April
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4 comments:
I love my sister, I must say.
I love her more.
then why don't you marry...oh, wait.
Guys. I LOVE the jackson 5.
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