
Fruit, like freedom, isn't free. Sometimes you've gotta fight for it, and sometimes while you're in the midst of that struggle it might, for a time, become necessary to hide behind a little fort made out of couch cushions.
As usual, my mouth is opened the widest of anybody.
Thanks to Mara for the picture
Thanks to Victoria for the picture.
Huh...actually that's NOT my photo; I wonder whose it is?
--M
Hmm, I guess that makes sense, since you're in it. Okay, I corrected the credit. Thanks for nothing, Mara!
Except just being you, of course.
Posted by: flamingbanjo at November 11, 2008 10:38 AMWow. The things you miss when you go to grad school. Alas, not even a couch cushion fort can make me regret it.
Freedom!
(Hi Rick)
Posted by: Rachel at November 15, 2008 01:12 AM