Closing a window is easy. What I don't understand is how my finger got caught. ["It got caught ... in Frederick's teeth."]
It hinders the work, the guitar, and the piano. It's a tough life, I tell you. Tough and rough.
Rant for Brittany: guys are stupid. That has been the catch-phrase for the past week, and looks as though it will be for this one too. Don't get me started on the hows and whys. I don't think it would be appreciated if this were to be a daily occurrence, so I'll keep it to this.
It hinders the work, the guitar, and the piano. It's a tough life, I tell you. Tough and rough.
Rant for Brittany: guys are stupid. That has been the catch-phrase for the past week, and looks as though it will be for this one too. Don't get me started on the hows and whys. I don't think it would be appreciated if this were to be a daily occurrence, so I'll keep it to this.
[Note: new sneakers, my beautiful edition of Treasure Island, and the battered copy of Jane Eyre]
2 comments:
Nice new sneakers.
You should rant to me about guys sometime. It'll be good for you to get it out of your system, and it interests me somewhat.
Can I rant in lieu of sing on Sunday, provided you decide to make an appearance?
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