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"The caretakers of the various cemeteries involved report that no ghosts walk."
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May
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- Biggish day- send happy thoughts
- Just lack the stomach for angst right now- even th...
- Goodnight, sweet prince
- Note to self
- John Wayne story
- Not that you're following the action, but the inte...
- Today it's all about the ME. You've been warned.
- Ah- good morning. It's sunny. And there is cotton ...
- So the temptation to rant about my current ebay pu...
- There's something sad about having nothing to say-...
- Freaking myself the hizell out
- Summer at home- after the hay has been baled (duh)...
- With all of the excitement
- This is about 5 miles from the parental estate. Be...
- The evening before last we had dinner with what ap...
- It's all in my mind, remember? All of it. All of y...
- I just read the perfect plane book if you are a bi...
- Breaking through and starting up with anything lat...
- Happenings on the Farm
- Arrival
- On the plane
- The desired result
- MILF for a day
- All right, all right. Enough of the silliness. And...
- sometimes even I get tired of myself.
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3 comments:
oh please.
don't even get me started.
i've reached for the blade
or the oven
scores of times.
Yeah, I get tired of me too. But then again, I DON'T REALLY EXIST.
BWO-HOO-HOO-HA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I love it when the ghosts come out to play in blogoland.
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