tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189862499700338748.post4882670977372252747..comments2023-10-31T08:35:06.883-04:00Comments on The House and I: Let's Have It OpenlyEGEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00413356156587831974noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189862499700338748.post-23504171370865897222008-12-16T14:07:00.000-05:002008-12-16T14:07:00.000-05:00Bless herBless hersuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05508811675772814493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189862499700338748.post-67690969163791326002008-12-14T17:04:00.000-05:002008-12-14T17:04:00.000-05:00Love the turtle - and I can see why these are some...Love the turtle - and I can see why these are some of your favourites.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189862499700338748.post-20107594567991896922008-12-12T20:00:00.000-05:002008-12-12T20:00:00.000-05:00Hmmm....There is an upside to these gifts. They ar...Hmmm....There is an upside to these gifts. They are interesting, not some scarf or book or I don't know what. Your friend thought of you and that is important and she is still with you and that is most important. And being in the psych ward explains it all doesn't it? <BR/><BR/>So I'm not a horrible ass, my mom made some very nice ashtrays for me when she was in the psych ward. I was only 7 at the time but she was thinking of me...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com