One long canvas bag.
Three forgotten screws.
Biting cold.
Saturn.
Murphy's Law.
:|
The insomniac author, for once, has all of the time (because of the insomnia), but no inclination to elaborate. Wildly formulated theories are welcome; persistent grilling is not.
Yours threadbarely,
me.
2 comments:
IMPOSTER!!
Where is our long-posting Anu and what have you done to her?
No wildly formulated theories from me... I know exactly what happened. Ha-ha!
You know? :(
I thought people didn't miss Miss Long-posting much! :O
Compensation due very shortly.
:)
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