pure unadulterated BITCH
It loses Its key (knew this was a matter of time), I'd dozed off, It FREAKS!!! Imagine, a door is actually...ummm...LOCKED??? Starts with Its "THERAPY" raging...yeah yeah yeah. THEN, goes off BIG time on The Den. Of course, the ONE room in the house that hasn't fallen to shit. Pure Bitch.
This am, funeral of one of my students. Died @ 37 on The Boulevard of Death on his bike. Fortunately, this served as a reunion of sorts. Was GREAT to see my kids. They're 37 as well, but forever MY KIDS. Bless them.
Fortunately, this am, bright n' early, got my miles. Think I needed 'em???
Saturday, September 29, 2012
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