Sunday, August 16, 2009

Um...

...thank God. Seriously.

Wallie is a trooper and has decided to work again.

And here's a joke I found on MLIA:

"Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him...(Oh,man,this is so bad, it's good)....A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis."



It's time to paint or draw or something.
Yay...now my desk is going to get messy again.

And I'm afraid to move Wallie back to my room lest he gets bumped and quits working again.
He's up to 68%.

Dorm bien, mes amies.

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