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why worry, my love? so i could take a crack at it now, i've got some free time. recuperating from the spring clean.
I should go upstairs and get more crisps.
Quote from: Hastur on December 28, 2007, 12:05:23 PMwhy worry, my love? so i could take a crack at it now, i've got some free time. recuperating from the spring clean.A little early here to name anything after spring.I thought you had an impending relocation of residence looming, with a drool, over you soul.
I don't really get New Year celebrations. All that fuss over a calendar event. And the fireworks get on my tits, though not as much as the inevitable shitfaced 2am phone calls. Or maybe I'm getting old.
Quote from: DirtDawg on December 28, 2007, 12:23:25 PMQuote from: Hastur on December 28, 2007, 12:05:23 PMwhy worry, my love? so i could take a crack at it now, i've got some free time. recuperating from the spring clean.A little early here to name anything after spring.I thought you had an impending relocation of residence looming, with a drool, over you soul.i call it spring cleaning because it felt that way. old life here is dying. new life there begins. and lots of cleaning.
I keep nodding out and daydreaming of quesadillas. I can almost taste them.