All sorts of odd little things to report: The picketers were still there, but no rat. So sad. Apparently, it appeared that I was having a conversation with my soup today. It was really good soup. I did love it. Chocolate cake was calling to me from various places, so much so that my husband went and got one from the store for dessert. Word on the street is that Clay Aiken got someone pregnant. And tonight is the finale of Lost. And I am sooo excited.
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