Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Crazy house, crazy me
Do you ever feel that you become an extension of your house? When my house is all calm and clean and happy, so am I. When my house is crazy, cluttered, and chaotic, so am I. And that is how it is right now. Boxes everywhere, miscellaneous Christmas decorations without a home lying around, piles of mail mocking me and no end in sight. That is how I feel today. Like my house.
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You have summed up my entire existence in one short paragraph. And I completely agree with you.
Hmmm, I have to disagree with you. See, you are a major hottie, and I can't say the same thing for the house.
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