I can't write today because I have to go to bed. I actually caught myself tucking a used tissue in my shirtsleeve this afternoon.
I am officially old.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
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The House and I
It's not about the house.
Me, Whee!
- EGE
- I ramble. And I see time in three dimensions. You probably don't want to get in a philosophical discussion with me when I'm drunk.
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4 comments:
Oh oh, I foresee lint balls in the laundry!
Waiiiit a second! I do that all the time--well, not all the time, but when I'm sick--and I'm not...
Oh....fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudge.
Dude: Me, too.
Su -- Well, I fished chapstick out of the laundry this morning (or, rather, Johnny did). but that happens ALL the time...
Sparkle -- We only need one more to make it a movement!
My Grandmother always hid a few under her pillow for middle of the night emergencies...I do that now too. It makes me old (and love my Grandma more) too.
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