Last year, I was extremely bitter about this whole Summer of Love thing. You may recall me, Black Belt Mama, beating Karl's jeep with a baseball bat. You may also remember me obliterating pictures of Karl. I'm thinking "bitter" is the understatement of the year. If you're new here, you may want to ...
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I’m a writer. A lover, not a fighter. An amateur philosopher who enjoys shaving giraffes and dancing around my living room in my boxers.