Sorry gang. I seem to be getting my ass kicked by triple deadlines, Goliath laundry pile and two babies who are onto the weening-by-replacing-milk-with-food plan. Nia has been correcting my misapprehension that I have a choice by knocking my lame ass down and taking what’s hers.
Also, for some reason, I can’t just write a boink [...:]
Published on April 16, 2009 08:19