...and then not but an hour ago a group of people pass us by on the street laughing because one of them is holding a huge tree and slapping it across everything it comes in contact with. What punks! The sad thing is they were saying retarded things about our dog and if we had been within slapping-tree-distance the night would have turned out very badly for them. ;) Last night, I felt trapped, trapped among boxes, dust and laziness.
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