This morning I began my day in pitts at 10am and promptly got in the car and went to Brisbane. I was helping my sister move into her new house but when we arrived, we discovered she didn't have the keys and couldn't get in. When I went to my place to pick up some stuff i slipped over nearly killed myself. As i was slipping, my entire life flashed before my eyes. My empty heart was awash with painful memories. (Thanks for laughing Cassie, and that quote.)

I get home in time to see the neighbours and eat dinner. Now I'm watching "Black Books" and laughing my ass off.
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moving-ly Maz