I am the queen of the thrift shop and cold-blooded slayer of mangoes. So there. Not cute.
Tell me what I want to say
Save me for another day
Break me, it's the game you play
Hate me as I turn away
Waiting for a reply from someone on something... Coping as best I can at the moment, and wishing the best for those who don't know me but are to be wed.
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... Elisa, what crack are you on?
ReplyDeleteI might want some.
Mmmmn. Mangoes. Mexican food night it is! To tacos and salsa!
ReplyDelete"He's outside the window now, just watching. Need to finish packing. Now. I need to leave soon, but if the RTS crew doesn't reply soon, I don't even know what I'm going to do there. Marie's going to have to stay here, unless I want to be hunted for kidnapping as well as by things that go bump in the night. Ugh... Besides which, she's getting sickish. Which is definitely not a good sign."
ReplyDeleteAhh, the wonders of knowing the key to your Vignere bullshit. This is much more informative than reading you blather on about mangoes.