Barnacles
This no-Internet thing is slowly killing me.
I'm taking the computer in tomorrow to get a diagnosis.
We'll see how that goes.
Until then...I'm on vacation. I'll be back from my hootin' trip to Texas on the 23rd.
Have a lovely week, my darlings.
And know that I'm thinking of you...
I'm taking the computer in tomorrow to get a diagnosis.
We'll see how that goes.
Until then...I'm on vacation. I'll be back from my hootin' trip to Texas on the 23rd.
Have a lovely week, my darlings.
And know that I'm thinking of you...
posted by Ophelia at 7:04 PM
4 Comments:
we think of you as well
Matt
My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.
..and if only I could walk with her.
- the Nolan, saintly dark
me too
Matt
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