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My life is something like a very large beach. In my world it is not the tide that washes things up- it's the street sweeper, or a careless child, or the occasional itinerant psychic or band promoter. These ads, art, lost toys and bits of stuff seem to be surrogate fortune cookies in my life. I am trying to string the pieces together and make sense of it even though my decoder ring is stuck in a P.O. Box in Battle Creek, Michigan.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Guilty Pleasures




I LOATHE cuteness... and yet, and YET- cannot resist www.icanhascheezburger.com
look if you dare- I am not responsible for how this impacts your productivity, bub.
Posted by Melanie at 6:39 AM

1 comment:

John Eaton said...

So many cats, so much time.

Sweets to the sweet,

John :)

September 12, 2007 at 2:19 PM

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