Thursday, May 12, 2011

Irritated

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Maybe I've read too many  contracts  lately.
Or resumes.
Or bids from service providers.

Let's eat Grandpa.
Let's eat, Grandpa.

Poor Grandpa.
Poor Candy - her brain hurts from all the transcribing to
sentences that make SENSE.

Whew - complaining feels good.
Thanks for listening.

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