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06.19.04
- Yes, we are moving. The house is filling up with boxes as we speak. Mister Boyfriend is mostly on schedule with his packing. I am behind.
- No, we have not found a place to live yet. No, we have not looked for a place to live yet, due to a multitude of reasons.
- Yes, we will be domiciled (one way or another) shortly.
- I have a compulsion to eat as much catfish as possible before we move to the Land of No Catfish.
- I defend next Thursday afternoon.
Comments
oooohhh ... the defense ... ::shudder::
Good luck! All good defense vibes being sent your way!
Posted by: shelley | June 19, 2004 4:08 PM
Eat a piece of catfish and a biscuit for me...*sniff*
Posted by: Clancy | June 19, 2004 4:26 PM
I'd offer to feed you bream before you leave but I'm as scattered as a broken jar on a tile floor. Good luck with the defense, man. I know you're on top of it.
Posted by: Michelle | June 19, 2004 9:47 PM
GO get 'em at yer defense!
Posted by: Pascale Soleil | June 20, 2004 12:25 PM