I always thought that was for - you know - THEM.
I was the free spirit who shuddered at the thought,
I lived behind the Eight Ball, over-whelmed.
Until now, it seems.
Not that I'm one of those awful SCHEDULED people.
I just have, you know, a day set aside for - stuff.
It's just the same day, every week.
It's not a rut.
It's not!
Really!
Monday, April 26, 2010
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