| Poem for Wednesday and |
[Feb. 4th, 2004|10:06 am] |
( Syringa )
![[info]](http://img.greatestjournal.com/userinfo.gif) wednesday100: "Dye", for the color challenge. Martha again.
Two-hour delay for the county even though we have little ice here, so both my kids are still home; the older one is going to school, the younger one is staying home even though he is recovered enough to play Mario Party 5 which he bought with his Superbowl winnings. I knew he was really sick yesterday when he didn't even take it out of the plastic. My husband is well enough to go to work, and we are trying to figure out whether to buy the gerbils a new cage or whether to let Boromir live in the birdcage for a couple more days and then try putting them together again.
Mel Gibson is really not very bright, is he? Oh, yeah, let's only sort of be anti-Semitic! Suddenly Travolta's devotion to Scientology seems benevolent.
Had to post this because it cracks me up. Even my battle cry is the sign of the fantasy dweeb!
GIP for reasons which should have been obvious yesterday.
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