if i ever EVER even joke about ever going shopping with bert again, please bust my kneecaps tonya harding style. (or would it be nancy kerrigan style, since it was her knee caps that were busted? either way, tiny tim me.) it is an event that should never happen. and if the crippling doesn't work, please remind me how the sales lady at brooks brothers continued to refer to me as his wife. color me appalled.
its a dreadful rainy day. i'm getting ready to go watch jason graduate. yay for family.
bleh.
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