Sunday, December 19, 2004

Like a bridge over troubled water; like my matress over the fucking Confederation Bridge.

Derek and I made it home safely but unfortunatly I can't say the same thing about my mattress. I was really looking forward to sleeping on a real bed, but alas, nature has robbed me of that luxury.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

WHAT!!

adam

11:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i shall quote a tall, wise man (mostly tall):

"WHAT?"

what the h-e-c-k?!?! how? oh lord that sucks.

the sharkies will be sleeping nicely anyway.

-j-nell

8:31 PM  

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