T0p D0g Reloaded
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
I don't have enough clapping hands for how much clapping you deserve. There is a show in everything around us. Only if you were willing to sit and watch. Which you are not most of the times.
Around me someone has made the first page. Someone has taken a fall and broken her hand, which is ironic as someone's birthday is approaching. In both cases, someone is a term of endearment. Someone, be well, and someone, get well.