"...you're no match for that sulky girl..."
might


18 March 2004 06:23 icy conditions
past perfect | future perfect
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stuff to ponder

i should be leaving for work, but here i am, in bed & snifling, wearing my underpants with the snowflakes on them BECAUSE THE SNOW CAN KISS MY ASS!!

okay, time to get ready for work.

love, might

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