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What is a Fuzzball?

  • One question I hear more than any other is What's a Fuzzball??" Allow me to explain:

    A Fuzzball is a 30-year-old fallen debutante who lives in Houston, TX with a bossy dog and an even bossier parrot who she SWEARS is the reincarnation of Napoleon Bonaparte.

    A Fuzzball prefers animals to most people, because people can really suck sometimes.

    A Fuzzball loves music, ALL music ALL of the time. If she's not listening to it, then she's singing it.

    A Fuzzball has a mad love for all things British, especially their actors.

    A Fuzzball is blissfully happy in a bookstore, preferably one with good music playing in the background. If you look under a Fuzzball's bed you'll usually find an entire library of books that she has dropped there after falling asleep reading.

    Fuzzballs are usually incurable romantics, ridiculously optimistic, and bent on making the world a happier place.

    Your typical Fuzzball will probably have a completely bizarre sense of humor. Just go with it, it will take you to funny places.

    You should also be aware that Fuzzballs are giant nerds. Seriously. Science fiction, computers, the whole shebang.

    Fuzzballs are also budding photographers. They love looking at the world through a lens and finding new ways to be creative.

    Oh...and you can also look for a Fuzzball in one of the best movies ever made. ;)

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Buck up buckaroo...and keep putting that big heart out there. It's better than the alternative, pain and all.


If it will make you feel better, when I bent over outside a little bit ago, I accidently probably flashed the garbage man. Judging from the teeth sucking and the googly eyes, I think I did.

Um, I am not one who should be flashing and I have on the ugly ass bras on big boobed girls can wear.


If it helps any, I still love you.

Not that, y'know, we've ever met or anything.



Obviously this supposed friend is a whack job because who could ever want to hurt you? You're such a sweet, up front, thoughtful, funny, smart and wonderful person. No I haven't met you in real life, but I'm able to ascertain all this from here. Not bad considering I'm sure I don't even know the half of who you really are.


Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, no...wait...there isn't a t-shirt for this sort of thing. If I could encapsulate this type of experience on a t-shirt I'd be a very wealthy woman. The point is, it's not you, it's them. The point is it's not just you, it's a substantial number of other people as well. If you thought adult friendships were going to be more stable and less crazy-making than kid/adolescent friendships...surprise! Those little boogers grew up to be big boogers. LOL!

Earlier this year in one of the hidden, private, forums on my discussion board we got off into the whole friends-who-aren't thing. The progression seems to be hurt, pissed off, then got over it (them). The consensus advice: get new friends. :-) Like us. :-)I'm going to pop over into another window and send you a friendly e-mail. Something fun. :-)

mrs. bishop

Interesting timing.


There is nothing harder... than dealing with a friend... when it aint working...

I think the recent eclipse... is making everyone... feel a bit unstable... and re-evaulating their friendships...

But you're a tough cookie... you have real friends... who support you...


Damn...this made me relive a crappy crappy CRAPPY relationship I had (had being operative) last year.

It'll get better and forgive yourself for making a bad judgement call.

I'm sorry for you, I know how you hurt here, it DOES suck.

Mean people SUCK.


Cute blog by the way! And good luck on your lay off, one door closes and another will open.

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