witty-remark's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - Hmm...So, as I entered my house this afternoon, the fortuitous aroma of something burning drifted through the home and eventually entered my nostrils. My grandmother's rice had burnt, and so had a small portion of the kitchen. Have I mentioned that these past weeks have been the greatest of my life? Worse things could happen. Let's pray that they won't. 9:10 p.m. - Friday, Aug. 12, 2005 |
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