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Laura Arual has resumed.
Laura Arual does not have room for your crap... metaphorical or literal.
Laura Arual will now commence uploading the fucking yearbook to the printer's loading dock. Fingers crossed that the internet doesn't crash.
Laura Arual painted her toenails with a newly purchased nailpolish and realized why it seemed so familiar: it is the colour of Christmas 2000 when she was so genuinely happy.
Laura Arual almost has her life back and it feels glorious.
Laura Arual thanks Meg, her loyal reader, from the bottom of her heart for reminding her to get back on off-facebook. ten days, yikes! Metaphorically, the train did run her over. Literally, the computer ate the yearbook. Almost at the end of the track.
Laura Arual would have updated this sooner if she had the time and mental energy to figure out what write. Apologies to her readers.