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Guess you don't need me to tell you. We all know. The war started last night. I just hope and pray that it is over soon and that we don't abandon the people who will be left there to pick up the pieces after the destruction (and hopefully after Saddam is gone from the face of this planet, because we really don't want to go through this again). I also hope that Dubya and his flunkies haven't done so much diplomatic damage that we are left alone in the world afterward. Sure, we're strong enough to stand alone, but we don't want to and we shouldn't have to.

Anyway...'nuf said about that. What's done is done.

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I have a horrid crick in my neck.

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I went to see Jeri last night, to get my hair trimmed and re-reded. Yes, as we all know from yesterday�s entry, I was in quite a piss-poor mood. Luckily, I didn�t take it out on her and the pampering and laughing about Joe Millionaire actually cheered me up�until I took a good long look at myself in the mirror.

I think the combination of this diet; not sleeping properly; stress, anger and sadness and the fact that I ran out of my real face cream about a week ago and have since been using some lame and cheap Avon sample I had in my cabinet are having dire affects on my appearance.

I also think I may have to re-think this no-makeup policy�

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Smithereens-Mike finally e-mailed me. His band MoFi is playing tonight. I think I�ll go; get drunk, maybe flirt a little (although not with Mike; that�s like playing with a loaded weapon) and hopefully just forget about real life for a few hours.

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P.S. I think I shoud just stay away from d-land for a while. I seem to be adding nothing positive to the general public right now and God knows we don't need my bitchiness adding to the over-all negativity of this planet at the present time. So, if I don't update for a few days...well, that would be why.

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