still no pick up meds why you be like this allegra
I’M TELL YOU PARKING LOT VERY BAD, VERY BAD FOR CRAZY PEOPLE
in both senses of the word, here,
anyway
but I sat Alex and quit bugging Paul about anything except what was in front of us and the day went fine and then I MAILED A LETTER TO Ontie Mary which I suspect she will find somewhat amusing. I got money out of the bank. I grabbed some food that Jeff doesn’t like and got the hell out of Westminster Square.
Then I slammed my leg in the car door getting out of the car (snow and ice were factors) and it still hurts and it’s an hour later (we watched the first ep of TV Willow, we loved it) and ow ow ow but I’m home safe and happy to be so
and the house is clean
