Many ways to die and never realize it, or a play by play of a melodramatic romantic

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Its time for Banjo! I don't think the "thundy house" is a safe place for a little critter, but luckily we're only here for like another month.  

The Orkin man just came and sprayed our house for non-existent bugs, and it smells weird and I feel like I'm getting poisoned when I breath it in.  Maybe it's for the best.

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