Thursday, January 13

Two notes

1. I hit it to make it work. The computer wouldn't start, so I hit the blasted thing and it worked as well (or poorly) as it normally does. Makes ya think. No, Elizabeth, I know what YOU'RE thinking, and you really ought to stop.

2. I hope Mr. Ross has a sense of humor. I wrote, more or less, a note on the card we went to the Ross's since Mr. Ross's mom broke her hip: "Ms. Ross, I sincerely hope you get better. Mr. Ross come back soon, existentialism is meaningless without you." It's better than David's "Come back Mr. Ross, I'm tired of doing work!" Or David Duncan's pun, referring to the perky insect he wrote under inside the card "BEE sure to get well soon." Some people.

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