Finishing up my lunch break and I have a few things to get off my chest.

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Originally Posted by Eliza Hodgkins 1812

8. I am not living la vida loca. I'm living la vida snore. Does one need to down shot glasses full of whisky in the morning to live la vida loca? Does one need to carry a gun? Does one need to be referred to as a “hood rat”? Can a Clarkita Kent live la vida loca just by being herself, or does one really need to become the Mistress of Mayhem? Can I live a sort of tame la vida loca, in which………….I have nowhere to go with this.

Hmm...Would you settle for livin la vida mocha? I'm fairly sure that one could do that by just drinking cafe mochas and eating lots of chocolate.

I keep thinking about moo cows. For the last few months at random times Indi has been scared of a moo cow that he says is in the bedroom. Chances are it is a product of his two year old imagination/the fact that he is afraid of shadows. Yet somehow I keep envision rogue demon moo cows that look strangely like the chick fil a cow.