A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond.
The sound of half a duck quacking.
Monday, July 07, 2008
And In Breaking News
I decided to nip home for a Nana nap just now. Only as I was hopping onto my bed, I seem to have broken it. Completely. Shattered would be a more fitting descriptor. Both the one I sleep in and the bunk beneath it.
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