Okay. Today I did not let Della (pooch) go with me to get in car pool line. She punished me by ripping up some kleenex. It's Elvis Death Day. Last night I got on a chat page with some koo koo people. They were arguing about his life/death/toilet habits/religion/drug use. Did you know you can actually send someone a sheep sound or one that sounds like a guy hitting you? I was hysterical. In honor of Elvis the Pelvis, I must have a moment of silence.shhhhhhhhhhh.okay.shhhhhhhhhhhh, again because I know you really didn't do the first one. I don't know how much sleep I got last night because I was afraid I would miss something. Remember......I have no life.
Good news. I missed the goal post completely and drove in unextreme road rage. As a matter of fact it was kind of sickly polite driver syndrome. See you later.
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You do sound like me. I still love and miss Elvis. He was just so much larger than life.
Do you see my blogger name, everyday house? Just click on that and you go to my profile page.
Under contact, click on my web page and voila!
I went to your web page and it was just the Bellsouth page.
My site is on Bellsouth, do you have one there, is so, what is your address?
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