Never-Ending Stooooo-rryyyyy

You know, from the movie? No? Nobody watch that? Just me?

Today was a long day. The short of it is, we have gall stones.

Details later.

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Anonymous said…
I know that movie! And sorry about the stones. That really sucks buns.
May 13, 2008 at 1:00 PM
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