The other day, I got a call from a friend who's now living in Washington state. "Don't we have a good connection?" she said. Since we had had crappy connections recently, I enthusiastically agreed. "It almost sounds as if I were next door," she added, "BECAUSE I AM!" Which is a better excuse for me being behind than usual.
So I jumped out of bed, ran downstairs, ran outside and saved them all before the rain started falling. Funny thing is, I cared more about the books.
And this is a funny thing why? Of course you cared more about the books!!
Men are not fixer-uppers - they're pretty much as-is.
I always ascribed to this. Then, a friend told me how his wife had changed him by getting him to stop faking heart attacks. I bow before her, because I shudder to think what my reaction would be if he pulled that with me. Oy.
I didn't get juliana's old job. Notified by a computer-generated email. Bleah.
I was so hopeful, JZ. I'm really sorry it didn't work out.
And I know I missed a lot of other important stuff, so much punctuation and glitter all around.