Look Ma, No Hands!

Apr 06, 2004 15:58

I hate this freakin' cast. It itches under there, and of course good ol' Harris had to break the arm attached to his writing
hand. Anya had to fill out stuff for me, like signing the check
when we went grocery shopping.
Anya, I want my checkbook back tonight. Understand?
I don't care how great a kisser you are. Give it back or you're
sleeping alone this weekend.
I worked a half shift at the Unicorn. That wolf girl, Erin? and
husband came in for a little while. The in-laws
joined the party too. They were talking wedding plans and so on.
Kinda sounds confused to me, but I guess the McLeods aren't your
typical couple.
In Sunnydale, is anyone?
Lisa seems to have gotten the message. Either that or she's--
wait a minute. What was that paper I signed? Oh boy. Anya, I told
you I'm not getting up on a stage to do...karaoke...
*sigh*
All. Right!
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