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After The Beep     Officially Discombobulated©
The text running across my forehead....

Sunday, May 02, 2004

beeeeep!

Disruption

The sooner this lovely house gets sold the better. Than we can be free of that bastard.

This whole business with that fa-pu-ta has had it's effect on my mother; besides the weight loss and the stress of all the crap he brings down upon her, it seems to have affected her memory too, so she puts things down and can't always remember where she put them. Drives her fucking crazy, it does, she was always so good at that before.

Another good reason to cut that fucker's life short.

We discovered a weird thing today about the people who are currently set to buy the house, something that almost guarantees they'll buy it. They are buying it because our neighbour is the guy's daughter. He wants to live close by, but not that close.



"What is the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?" - Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)

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