3 years ago
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
There's a noreaster coming through. I'm sitting in bed with Paradise Lost & a mug of hot cider, listening to Puccini. Luckily my room is a well-stocked haven in storms such as these, and it's ever so pleasant to sit & watch the wind drive the snow sideways while I'm warm and dry. Snowglobes--I'm reminded of a very snug snowglobe.
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you were dropped on your snowglobe! snap!
Your mom looks like a snowglobe.
I'm bored.
there there max.
why don't you go outside and play with your new snowglobe?
Zinger!
no, i actually was dropped on my snowglobe as a baby...well, not so much dropped as thrown upward into a chandelier. that's my excuse and i'm sticking to it.
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