No Worries, No House
You know, in the last few weeks, I have written more bad poetry than I have in my entire life.
Nope, can't share them with you ... they're written for a very specific, single audience.
(I can feel your relief from way over here. LOL.)
In other news, my house is still sold. I say that because, even after the sale, I still expected something screwy to happen that would nullify it. So far, so good. I drive past it every once in a while and see a lot of work being done on it. It's no longer mine.
Nope, can't share them with you ... they're written for a very specific, single audience.
(I can feel your relief from way over here. LOL.)
In other news, my house is still sold. I say that because, even after the sale, I still expected something screwy to happen that would nullify it. So far, so good. I drive past it every once in a while and see a lot of work being done on it. It's no longer mine.
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