This is where I forget to breathe, and all the things I scripted, they sound unfounded...

Jul 09, 2009 22:24

Today someone missed the toilet at work, and, as the discoverer of said accident, I decided to clean up.  I'm snapping on my rubber gloves and taking a few deep breaths outside the bathroom door, steeling myself for the ugly odors and the messy chore before me, and in my head thoughts about Special Session are chasing each other like Wile E. Coyote ( Read more... )

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brownsugah85 July 10 2009, 04:40:27 UTC
Nice journal entry. I called you...last Saturday I believe it was. Glad to know you had a good time and that all is well! Love and miss you!

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