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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

It is cold.

Oh it's so cold. We have no ceiling. We have no ceiling because I kicked it out. Most literally. From above. Kick kick kick kick kick. Til it was gone. And now we have no ceiling, and it is cold.
Posted by Quirkie at 10:23 am

2 comments:

hazelblackberry said...

What the? This may actually move me to call you.

10:48 am
Quirkie said...

Oh, don't panic. It's a literal ceiling - the kitchen is being renovated. I was just in a mood, you know.

3:06 pm

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