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It's funny that Fergie should mention it, because just this past Saturday I proclaimed our battlecry, "shopping is the answer, not Jesus," loud enough to be heard above the din of the large amounts of cash I dropped on my search for *ahem* spiritual health. Mission accomplished.
And, as an aside, Kleenex has a new tissue infused with cold and flu virus killers. If they can put that cure in a tissue, why can't they put it in an easy-to-swallow capsule? Because eating the tissues is nearly impossible without copious amounts of White Zin. And after so many bottles, who really knows if it was the wine or the super snotrags that helped?
design by fergie
Bits of fire in the sky push me east back home. I used to live in flames
but it's hard on the wings. Choke me. Smoke me. Scare me back. You try
but you just can't. I peel the layers in my spare time, and you're easy
to see through. I can fly, I've discovered on my own. I may be the lesser
butterfly but my wings are just as strong. Who are you to tell me to find
a place to land? I may be the lesser butterfly but baby watch me glide.
