One last FF confession: I spent most of my time here going back and forth between feeling like a complete outsider or a well loved personality. I'm glad I felt the latter more than the former, but it also pains me that I still feel the former every now and again. I like to call it social imposter syndrome or "ONG EVERYONE HATES ME!"
looking back through my feed, I found what may be one of the funniest moments of my insanity: "I had a dream last night, where I shit you not, I sang, "I Get a Kick Out of You" to a pair of white, satin, heels. I have issues."
Wishing the last FF selfie wasn't me looking so sick and in pain, but....I guess that's kinda fitting. #cheersFF Love to you all. Thanks for all the laughs and the tears.
Y'all, I wanna see you on the FB. Bubba, we have to make a Skype date. Joe, I remain steady in my belief that we will drink beer together again.
- Mary Carmen
How the hell am I 27 weeks pregnant today? 13 weeks left.....wtf?!?!?!? Time has FLOWN by. Where and how am I gonna share the rest of this pregnancy and birth with y'all........*sobs*
I've accepted that we've ruined her by letting her sleep in our bed. She slept the entire night with her feet between our heads and her head kinda under the covers. This kid.
My first native FF post. Prior to this everything was imported from Twitter of Delicious. Fwd: does anyone else feel weird when they put their hand inside a puppet? (via http://friendfeed.com/marycar...)
I don't know if I believe Jarecki either. The timeline seems a bit jacked up. But you never know. They could have handed everything over right after the second interview and the police sat on it till they had a case. Who knows. I mean, Jeanne Pirro saw the letter and she immediately knew what she was looking at. I would imagine she made a few phone calls right after her mike was removed.
- Mary Carmen