Hrumph
I asked one draught of earlier, happier sights,
Ere fitly I could hope to play my part.
Think first, fight afterwards-the soldier's art:
One taste of the old time sets all to rights!
-Robert Browning
I'm going to try not to head to Norfolk tomorrow. Even without a job, the gravity is still very strong. I'll miss the meatloaf and the meatloaf gang.
Unless I actually hear about my computer tomorrow morning. Then all bets are off.
Ere fitly I could hope to play my part.
Think first, fight afterwards-the soldier's art:
One taste of the old time sets all to rights!
-Robert Browning
I'm going to try not to head to Norfolk tomorrow. Even without a job, the gravity is still very strong. I'll miss the meatloaf and the meatloaf gang.
Unless I actually hear about my computer tomorrow morning. Then all bets are off.
posted by Tom at 11:14 PM
1 Comments:
There is no meatload today. We can't make ourselves do it on our own. Too weird.
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