You know you love it. It is a cute little puppy, for chrisake!
I woke up this morning and realized to my dismay that I had turned into a bug. Driving to work was difficult with these eight skinny legs. Monica, I may not be able to go out tonight, for the shame of being seen and ridiculed in public. I must be the loneliest bug alive.
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Monday, April 07, 2003
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