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merely talk

rantings and ravings with little cohesion and plenty of pretension

 

On the Bright Side

I'm feeling better today. I really can't focus on myself for such long periods of time, I get bored. I think what really helped me break my mood though, was one Ms. Spears.

I would like to thank the early reports that had Brit naming her precious son Preston Micheal Spears Federline, or as some have pointed out PMS Federline.

Another report I read had her naming him Sean Preston. Which isn't nearly as much fun, but probably much better for the child who is going to have a difficult life already.

Anyway the first reports of PMS greatly lifted my mood by making me realize that some people will always have it worse than me. I may fall down occasionally, but at least Britney Spears isn't my mom.

 

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