Once upon a time… does that really exist? Think about it. Biography’s don’t start that way. The only stories that actually do are fiction and fairy tales. Of course we all know that real life doesn’t work that way.

Will I break the mold? Maybe. I don’t intend to write a fairy tale. I just intend to write. Whether it turns into fiction or a weird form of biography about me, we’ll have to see.

My goal and my story is a simple one. One hundred words, one hundred days. The story that forms is the best part of all.

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My money finally deposited into my bank account, which means I get to go to town tonight. I get to buy the sandals I need. I get to buy diapers for Aubree. Then I get to be broke again.

Or do I get to go to town? It rained freezing rain last night. The roads are icy. I will not take moms’ car anywhere when the roads are icy, because I would be darn scared of crashing her car. Not to mention the butt kicking she would give me if I did hurt her car. Let’s just hope it melts.

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Ode To The Oreo Cookie

The thought of you, makes me drool. Whether you’re the original oreo or a store imitation brand. Their’s nothing like opening you up, to lick the crème out. Then to dip your chocolaty goodness into milk and slurping your now softened cookie outerness.

Their is no one time of day to eat you. A quick nibble before the toddler gets out of bed, an after lunch snack, or sneak one right before bed.

The only thing that I must say I regret. You tend to add an extra ten pounds of fat to my… butt.

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I’m extremely tired. I really wouldn’t be here, but I need to get my 100 words in for today, before today is over. It only took 13 days for it to feel like a chore. Tomorrow it won’t but today, with a headache and a need for sleep, it is.

If you’re female… then you probably know how much pap smears suck. Well, I get birth control [doing my part to not have anymore kids unless I choose otherwise some day far in the future] like many people do. Which means they are determined about my need for those, yearly.

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I just wanted to let everyone know that I do read all the comments [when I notice new ones]. Even though I don’t always comment back, I do visit the journals of everyone who comments. So if you thought I might have ignored your comment or something, I didn’t. I always return the favor by visiting your blogs in return. And I comment if I have something worth saying.

To fill in for the last 31 words, I was wondering if anyone has a nail biting problem? I’ve bit my nails since I was little. I can’t seem to stop.

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It’s been a long morning, with a persistent headache. Tylenol hasn’t even helped. Maybe it’s because I just finished writing 8 sponsored posts for my Ask Angel blog? That’s a lot to write at once, sure. But I like to get all my posts done for Ask Angel on the weekends so I can work on Demandez L’Ange during the week. Or maybe it is because Aubree has the worlds loudest high pitch squeal? Her squeal can make glass break, I swear. It’s the worst sound ever. Their are days when I wish I could gag her so she’ll stop.

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