There was a little girl, Who had a little curl, Right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good, She was very very good, But when she was bad she was horrid.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

we own a house, getting it livable is prooving to be a lot of work. we are at the Gilberts - waiting for them to come home so we can steal the car and go to Ikea *drool*. the new job rocks but between work and house I am exhausted.

to much to talk about so it will have to wait.

woop.

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