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I use a comment program called Reblogger. The comment link should appear at the bottom of every journal entry I write, however for some reason it isn't currently visible to everyone. It's unfortunate, I know! Codexed will eventually be offering internal comments, and once that happens hopefully Reblogger will not be an issue any longer.
Until then, please feel free to contact me via e-mail at erica@treesandstars.net.
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The continuation of love, comfort and joy that I feel today.
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It takes a lot of hard work. Haha. :P Thank you to whoever asked me this question, it really made me feel good.
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He can make me laugh like nobody's business. He the funniest, wittiest, most clever person I've ever known and he can make me laugh even when I'm in the worst of moods.
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After having sex with my husband.
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Observe & Report - my first Tweets of 2010 were dedicated to how awful this movie is. Blech!
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My husband, Mark, brought me home a bouquet of wildflowers that he picked the summer before last. It was romantic because it was for no reason other than he was thinking of me.
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My hair. :D
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Novice.
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I've never met a celebrity and I've never seen a celebrity outside of a concert. (Which doesn't count.)
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Be as you are.
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asked by mypeacetree
I have a lot of bad habits, but I guess the one that worse to my health would be my overeating. I seem to have a little bit of a problem with good foods. It doesn't help that my husband is a chef.
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Oh gosh. I'm not sure. I don't know of enough celebrities to be able to think of one that has similar physical features to me. IDK. They're not a lot of famous chubby actresses. Can I come back to this one later?
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My father has wanted nothing to do with me for almost as long as I can remember. (I say "almost" because I do vaguely remember a time when he cared about me.) He chose to be a father to children who aren't biologically his, whereas I was cast aside and deemed unimportant.
My mother... is my mother. I love her to death, though we always don't get along. She, in recent years, finally decided to step aside and let me live my own life my own way, although sometimes her desire to control me still seeps through. I see her or speak to her a few times a week. -
I went into this without hoping for anything in particular. I am enjoying all the questions that are coming my way- the easy ones, the opinion ones, the noodle-scratchers- they are all fun to answer.
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An upcoming deadline. (I know that is horrible.)
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I'm worth getting to know.
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