What a (th)rush!|||
I think I was supposed to have figured this out this by now.|||
Miss Lovejoy explores her surroundings.|||
A Three Mile Island of nervous energy.|||
Revised with red (glue) pen.|||
For my own edification and mortification.|||
Grammar cleanup in Aisle 2.|||
Thund'rous coquettry.|||
Nothing profound to see here.|||
Letters to the future.|||
All manner of topics on which my opinion was not asked.|||
I would not want to die without saying everything I needed to say.|||
Pshaw!|||
Downmarket (p)hos.|||
When you put it in one place it all looks like it makes sense.|||
Because I can.|||