Lisa B. Let's see if that particular person thinks I'm talking about her. Because I do have about 4 Lisas in my life. Brown, Ballatine, McAllister, Cristal. And one of them just had a birthday. I love Cancers. Libras? Not so much.
All threats of physical violence have been reported to twitter and the local police. Don't forget that FL is a stand-your-ground state. People are still having fits over Trayvon Martin, but if I have to use physical whatever or any other weapon (chair, knife, table, tool) to protect myself or my mother? I will.
Have you found the new domain? let's see...I'm sitting by the phone waiting to pick up.
In the meantime, I'll be searching on how to deal with bipolar personality and narcissism, since your thin-skinned nature ONCE AGAIN cannot handle any mention or type of criticism, a true marker of pathological narcissism. I need medication?
How about you stop stalking this blog? (and you tell me I have no life? Where's your Grammy? Have you put Mariah out of business yet?)
I'm waiting.
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