Not mine, so don't ask. But the one who wishes to remain un-named on this blog is torturing all of us and it's driving me crazy.
I drove over to Kari's to use her wireless and give her some of the most incredible "Cuban Black Bean Soup" that Bart made for supper. He started making it last night and it smelled so good I was dying to have some. It was as good as I thought it was going to be.
However, supper conversation wasn't that great. We discovered today that $70 of porn was ordered in the middle of the night on cable before we blocked that possibility. And of course, nobody admitted to ordering it. I wonder why we have trust issues.
Not having internet access at home makes me feel like I've fallen off the face of the earth. It makes me feel disjointed and confused. The next estimate is Thursday afternoon.
Hopefully I'll make it until then.
But for now I'm at Kari's viewing interesting things...
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