There's too much crap happening today here. lots of little jobs, all amlunting ot mucho work, B & H leaving, not getting to see robby today. Poopies.
It's a lot like a menu in a restaurant that serves 300 different kinds of scabby band-aids. Each one is a little bit different, but they all make you cry.
Hmm... I'll get by, after doing some work, get out from under this pile....
Had a grilled cheese on whole wheat at g'bye lunch for b & h, and water on the side
ew, I hear that in space cowboys, the leads bare all.
Does anyone really want to see James garner, Donald Southerland, Clint Eastwood and tommy lee jone's Ass-parts?