And the vending machine taketh away
Wow, as I'm reading over the September 2003 posts, I'm getting a little freaked out. Because:
1) I thought about the pajamas invention last night, and the night before that. And I think about the botulism thing just about every day. I'd forgotten where I'd heard it, though.
2) Last Saturday, a friend of ours who was visiting from out of town picked up this book and was looking at it.
3) And last night, in the shower (where I get lots of thinking done at the expense of not being able to remember if I've washed my hair and thus where I spend a lot of time washing and re-washing my hair) I was thinking about whatever happened to I, Asshole! and wondered why she never called anybody an assscarf.
4) I wasn't craving a listen to "Stairway to Heaven," though.
1) I thought about the pajamas invention last night, and the night before that. And I think about the botulism thing just about every day. I'd forgotten where I'd heard it, though.
2) Last Saturday, a friend of ours who was visiting from out of town picked up this book and was looking at it.
3) And last night, in the shower (where I get lots of thinking done at the expense of not being able to remember if I've washed my hair and thus where I spend a lot of time washing and re-washing my hair) I was thinking about whatever happened to I, Asshole! and wondered why she never called anybody an assscarf.
4) I wasn't craving a listen to "Stairway to Heaven," though.
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