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Too much shit going on this SPF…carpet cleanings, couches delivered. Total Blogger decootifying day today. Well, except for RSG’s black bra. Thats staying on the frame on the wall….cooties be damned.

OK, first item….something that seemed so perfect in the store was this freaking coffee maker. The lid doesn’t close right, and the coffee tastes funky, the LED screen flashes 666, and the coffee pit spins in circles and spews pea soup.

The cell phone. One of three triplets of the Cingular trio of terror in this house. The little circle on the front of the phone is a mirror. Perfect for checking your make-up, checking your teeth, or in case you like it kinky when Cingular is fucking you.

The man in my life……BAMF….Big Daddy loves me. There’s nothing really to say that hasn’t already been said.

The follow-ups on this week’s SPF might be slower than usual with all the domesticated-like goings on, so please feel free to comment amongst yourselves as I roll around on the freshly cleaned floors and new couches. We saved the old couches…..hurricane down south, you know. Never know if refugee bloggers are gonna knock at the door.