Thursday, January 17, 2008
Karma Mala
I can´t believe it. Just days after I posted a complaint about the funky garage dog, she vanished. Yonela never came back, and J is sure she was stolen, or worse--met her fate on the peripheral highway ring. I can´t help but feel this is my fault. Her poor puppies! Luckily we´ve been teaching them to drink milk from a bowl, and I think they´ll be ok. That´ll show me to speak ill of another living creature.
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I think Seinfeld would have it that I've fallen off the wagon. I'm not sure if you were being subtly ironic, or if you just routinely like to
undernegate.
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