my magnificence is only rivaled by my modesty
Disclaimer: some of these thoughts are uncooked.
Monday, September 01, 2008
I'm making soup
The younger niece was walking through the kitchen to the living room and without slowing down she asked, “Why is there a turtle on your table?”
I felt I was being judge.
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