The tomes are silent today. It's grey outside for the third day in a row. An inversion has settled into the valley. I know why I am struggling with melancholy. Happens every year at this time, try as I might to resist it.
Posted by Rae at February 16, 2005 08:08 AM | TrackBack:( Being blah is bad.
Oh, I keep meaning to mention... My mum says to tell you the next time you're in the area, to drop by. She'd love to meet you. I told her you two are a lot alike :)
Posted by: Ith at February 16, 2005 10:48 AMGirl, you need retail therapy! That will cure any blahs (except for your husbands, he he).
Posted by: Special K at February 16, 2005 04:05 PMPerfect idea, SK. Problem: need the money for retail therapy to work. Window shopping exacerbates the depression.
Besides, it's no fun to shop shoes and accessories without you.
Posted by: Rae at February 17, 2005 10:58 PMSolution: Tonight when R is snoring peacefully, find his wallet, rummage through it until you find these little plastic cards with numbers on them. They are magic.
PS. Approximately thirty days later, start watching the mail for envelopes with similar markings that the magic cards had. Take these envelopes and burn 'em!
Now see, wasn't that easy.
Posted by: Special K at February 18, 2005 04:46 AMHahahahahahaha, hehehehehehehehe- whew LOL :D
That was a really good laugh :D Thank you, K.
P.S. I cannot be held accountable for any response that R might make to this post. All restrictions and limitations apply. Not valid in the states of Utah or Missouri. See your local retailer/banker/therapist for more details.
Posted by: Rae at February 18, 2005 09:34 AMAlright. K I know where you live.
Posted by: R at February 20, 2005 04:05 PM
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