Yesterday, I hallucinated a pickle. It was quite disturbing - I moved to daintily remove the offending vegetable from my french fries and there actually was NO pickle. I really do not see why, if I hallucinate something, that something could not be John or Rodney or Lex or Arthur or Merlin or one of my other imaginary TV fantasy boyfriends
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You might want to look into what privileges you gain from being married (federally and in your state).
But, hey, 30 years is a joy
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We just ran away to the local court house and had only two witnesses.
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