I can't complain... really. I'm broke as usual, but I'll be paid soon enough.
I eat enough, or at least I'm fat enough.
There's a gorgeous brunette wandering around the store right now, talking on a cell phone.
Life isn't so bad.
Ok, it is; she just left.
No really it isn't.... well, I did stub my broke toe this morning, I think I'm going to cut it off.
*...hear the clamor of the feeding pen...
Tom, you need to post about your weekend.
I think the chap may have finally found a good woman.
Post Tom.
Post
*Up there on the platform/He is speaking to the people/The people are responding/With clapping and a cheering/But the meaning of the message/Not revealed to those assembled/They're taken for a ride/Taken in his stride
So how's everybody else doing? It's been strangly quiet this week on the blogs.
I hope life is treating you all well...
and I hope that the week finds you joy.
*today's quotes curtesy of midnight oil
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 2:31 PM
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