what a weird and windy day.
I suppose it's a fitting end to a wiggly week. aaaapples and pears.
Someone handed me a cheque this morning and on the MEMO line, they wrote "Farm Missions". I think this is hilarious.
A feeling I don't like: the rubbing raw of skin around the nose from repeated tissuage.
[absolute time: 04/08/08:) 23h18]
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