Is this a joke? A test?
So Fran asks to borrow my sandals for ten minutes to run up to the gas station.
An hour later I am sitting here waiting for them to return.
And I thought it was convenient that 4 of the five girls in this house wear the same size shoe.
It's not.
I want my flaps back.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
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