Tuesday, March 12, 2013

will someone please call a surgeon?

Don't let me alone with my own devices. And if I had any authority at all, I'd make it an order. (But I don't. So I won't.) But I suppose the only thing I can really say is, "don't let me hang out with a box of wine alone."

Also, today was a furniture shopping kind of day. Full of rain and carpet and salesmen who wanted to sleep with me.. It was just a tiny bit terrible and would have been worse if I didn't have some nice smooth Brandy (and an aunt who really gets it) to hang out with.

Life is sometimes one recliner after another. And honestly, that's just par for the course.

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