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Aug. 27th, 2006 07:36 pmImagine my surprise, having gone swimming off the barge, to discover that the low sitting piece of dock by means of which I usually make my exit is gone. Eep!
Contacts still make my eyes itch.
(Yes, I'm spending this part of the day writing, which often turns me into Posty McPostsalot.)
Contacts still make my eyes itch.
(Yes, I'm spending this part of the day writing, which often turns me into Posty McPostsalot.)