Monday, August 4, 2008

Like a Puppy am I

posted by Kurtis at
"Matt's there because with Harriet gone, it's like someone moved his food dish." -Jordan McDeere (Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip)

Sharon is home! Yes, I hear the chuckling. Laugh away. Who would believe me if I said I had the plague a year? (Thanks Donne, though that is over dramatizing: the above quote is more accurate.) She's back and everything feels right with the world again. We've been married over nine years, and this last week is the longest we've been apart, and while the stars didn't fall from the sky or anything, I didn't realize how off things were until she came back. Like the crazy man out on north Michigan Avenue (in Chicago, in case there's several crazy men scattered on north Michigan avenues around the world) yells out: if I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.

I really don't have anything else in particular to talk about, as I'm either sick or full of histamines right now, and it seems to be affecting my ability to post random goop.

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