I'm in my bed using a dial-up, something stee started doing while I've been out at work or rehearsals. He's right: this is really nice. The radio next to me is playing Breakfast With the Beatles, and there are three cats curled around me, forming the Triangle of Fur.
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posted by pamie : 8:47 AM
How's Trix? -- Gran dies, and everything grinds to a halt. Digger shows he truly will be no good in a long-term relationship, and most of the town completely ignores the passing of apparently a legendary matriarch. Richard cries a lot, and Emily shows off her gams.
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posted by pamie : 8:44 AM