Would someone be so kind as to tell me what happened to spring. It's cold out there. Cloudy. Windy. And frigid. The kind of cold that nestles in your bones, and stiffens your joins. It's on days like this that I'd give almost anything for a fireplace.
Posted by munin at Abril 25, 2004 04:51 PMYou want hot? Come here. I'm sitting in a puddle of my own brains.
Posted by: Da Goddess on Abril 28, 2004 04:08 PMdon't tempt me woman! 'cause if i had the money i'd be knocking on your door in the wee hours of the morn. ;o) *smooch*
Posted by: munin on Abril 28, 2004 09:27 PM