i hate to say it–
but seventeen syllables
a day, no can do
for now …
i hate to say it–
but seventeen syllables
a day, no can do
for now …
daily means something
different when you can’t get your
shit together. gah!
more evidence that
life is one big junior high
and no one escapes
don’t know if having
Changy McFee as a dem
helps. But watch them twist.
witch hunts suck for nice
witches but we need it for
a-holes like Cheney
happy earth day to
my favorite earth. may you
live long and prosper.