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It's official, I'm Radioactive

I have to carry around this special card to warn cops that I'm not a bomb:

Also, my car broke down AGAIN last night so I'm waiting for my super generous boyfriend to pick me up. I have to sit in the back seat so as not to contaminate him. And I'm gonna have to explain to the tow truck and auto shop why I can't be near my car. My throat feels warm.


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