I guess she's figured out that something's up after all.
I have six hours and twenty one minutes to lay my hands on her scruffy little neck.
F**k.
Stephanie
Monday, February 07, 2005
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The title says it all really: this has the excerpts and extracts of my, and other people's, lives. Occasionally I inflict poetry on people.
The title says it all really: this has the excerpts and extracts of my, and other people's, lives. Occasionally I inflict poetry on people.
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Hence the jokes that were made about the true destination?
Hope the flight was smooth!
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