Miscellaneous shellfish
Why do I do this to myself? I'm really not a last-minute person, by nature. Why is it that lately I seem to require a looming deadline to get things done? I know lots of people work this way as a matter of habit, but I don't really like it. Hopefully it's just a phase.
My house has been invaded by flies. I just swatted about 15. Usually my dogs take care of the indoor fly population by eating them, but there are just too many and I had to resort to the old rolled-up-newspaper trick. I don't know where they're coming from, maybe from the hole in the wall that was left by the plumbers which opens directly onto the crawlspace under the house. It's not a very visible hole, mostly behind the washing machine, but I should really sheetrock it.
Why do the British people care whether Camilla Parker Bowles is queen? She won't be Charles' successor or anything like that, right? It'll be the cute young prince, What's-His-Name, who looks like Diana, I think. Seriously, dude, I can think of few things that matter less in the big scheme of things. WHY DO THEY CARE?
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