The five cats sleep by day and eat me out of house and home by night. The labrador will hump anything that moves.
Somewhere along the way I also acquired a bottomless pit of a husband, and after three years of trying our arses off, we have two little girls with another on the way.
Wednesday, 15 September 2004
Typical
My last post I complained I had nothing to say.
Now I have so much, and yet no time. The matchsticks are failing me.
I shall return, post slumber, and relate my week. It's funny if you don't actually have to live it.
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