wringing out the old year
About fifteen hours ago I started off the year: curled up in bed, feeling like crap, with fireworks going off outside my window. Hope this isn’t as accurate a metaphor for the coming year as it was for the passing one…
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We missed you, my friend. Hope you feel better and that this was the worst thing to happen to you in all of 2005.
Ditto Sharon dude. Hope you're more well now.
Where are my donuts?
And where are you now?
Where, oh where, has my little Greg gone?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
With his hair cut short and his beard cut long,
oh where, oh where has he gone?
It's 3:52 PM. Do you know where your Greg is?
You're here! In my house! Why aren't you home blogging???
http://waltm.net/sunshine.htm
He's still not back. Hmmm...
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