| DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID |
| PROFILE | GUESTBOOK | OLD | OLDER | OLDEST |
| The very first thing my kidlet whispered to me after she woke up was "Do you really want to go to the convention today?" I answered a truthful, "No. Do you?" She said "NO!" So, we all three had danish, freshly ground coffee, watched "Almost Famous" and drooled over Billy Crudup.... A much more pleasant way to begin the day. **************************************** I almost killed my ficus. I don't know how it happened, but I've forgotten to water it for a long time. I thought I had watered it - recently too. But this morning, I looked and a lot of its leaves were yellow and falling off. The soil was as dry as the desert. Poor plant! Probably every time I walked past it - it was calling, screaming out to me - trying to get my attention for a small drink of water..... And I call myself a farmer. SLAY ON BUFFY!! |
Buh Bye! October 05, 2008 Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid One Last Bitchfest for the Road Get the Popcorn Ready I'm a Rich Ho-Bag |
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