Xanga Post: Wednesday, May 19, 2004

I so have to kill Egg. He caught some chest cold from his kids and brought it over here last week to “spread the joy”. Hence his deadness. Lol. I’ve been coughing up my lungs the last two days. Yuck. I’m getting my voice back today, thought, so that’s a plus….

Tomorrow Jay and I have a meeting to fill out all the paperwork for our wedding. Jimmy also finds out tomorrow whether or not he has to go to Iraq. I so hope not…

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

About Me

Wondra Vanian

Author/Writer

disabled sausage mama, childfree antifa aunty, shameless fangirl, pansexual witch, horror addict, uppity feminist, and neurodivergent author |-/

Follow Me

Other places you’ll find me lurking…