Monday, September 24, 2007
More about the car ... I noticed on Saturday that the way those nasty thieves got in was by punching in the lock. They were nice nice enough to chuck my purse on the side of the road when they had finished going through it so I got it back and if I can just get the scuff marks off of it I'll be happy.
If depression were a flavor, it would taste like a glass of water. Colorless and tasteless. You could drink a bellyful and still be ...
Not only sands and gravels Were once more on their travels, But gulping muddy gallons Great boulders off their balance Bumped heads together...
I don't know if any of you have ever had to deal with the repercussions of a suicide but the amazing thing about it is how far reaching...