Oughhhh,
H0w can i type? Griffin is sitting between me and the laptop (I am lying down). All purring, making funny faces, and totally disregarding my inconveniences. Now he’s all curled up and snoozing. Obviously he thinks he’s the king here, Ha! We’ll see who gives the DinDin. Hey, this is your horoscopes for today: You probably feel out of touch with who you are. To some degree you have lost yourself, and this is not a bad thing. What you’ve really lost, at least temporarily, is your ego. Your true nature shines through. How’s that? Watch tonight show, Obama is on,pretty cool i think. Some people are complaining about that, too. Geez….
Now, Griffin ignored and abandoned me and moved back to his sunken couch nest. Suit yourself, pickley guy.
Love, Mom
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this seems like such a warm, cozy mom. it’s not outrageous or whatev like some of the others but just has a good feel to it. i love the “pickley guy” line. real nice!
March 30, 2009 at 2:50 pm