Z wrote:
"And I actually have no Elvis stories, beyond that my ex-stepmother always ranted about how she met Elvis in Vegas, but she was diabetic and took way too much insulin (sp?) so was always hallucinating.
And, I just hit the 100th post. Whoo! Since somebody screwed up the computer, I can't log into anything but Vertigo, for some reason. And talk to friends on AIM, one of which is typing a really, really, lame ""love letter"" to me from 7th grade a guy gave me that I let her keep.
Nothing to do with teabags? You bet! But I'm just that bored.
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