Hmm...how fucked up would it be if I wrote a short autobiography for a certain bulletin board? And where the hell is my Bailey's? I thought I bought a bottle about a year ago, and I can't find it in any of my cabinets. I want some in coffee or hot chocolate. < British accent> Daddy, I want my alcohol, and I want it now! < /British accent>

Dear you,

Thanks so much for calling me a tranny ;)

Love,
me.