Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Random

Death is the final enemy that Jesus will conqueor. I am glad. It is vicious.
My head hurts, I should be sleeping.
Why is it easier to be nicer sometimes to people that I don't live with?
My husband actually sold a vehicle. This has never happened in our family before.
I am glad our fridge is not broken. It was just our son playing with the controls.

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