Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
George Eliot (1819 - 1880)
Umm, would that I could point the car west, and join you and Sarah for a snowy walk. Instead I'm pointing it in the general direction of my job this morning and heading off. Say hi to all the critters in the park from me.
Work, Smurk! : - ] We had fun in the snow this morning. Bet it was funner [sic] than what you're heading into!
You. have. no. idea. how. much.
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