“I don’t understand…why are you calling me about this, Margene? She’s what…no-of course I care. Dammit, let me get dressed and I’ll be on over. You better make sure MacEibhir’s alright with me doing this…” Jack Anderson hung up his phone and shook his head. Of all the…he didn’t know who was more stubborn at times, Wilber Jansen or his daughter. It’ ( Read more... )

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He had a picture of you // In his head before you met // And all of this is true // When you're as pretty as you

Earlier in November…

“Why couldn't you have been some ugly little troll of a man?”

“Why couldn't you have been some dumpy, dried-out harridan of a woman? Instead of-”Laine laughed quietly to herself as she ( Read more... )

Poll Keep Me From Killin' Margene

Three weeks. I have a hell of a lot of things to do in the next three weeks. Can somebody do somethin' about there only bein' twenty-four hours in a day?

I will not freak out about my dress fittin' right.