You are a wily fox if ever wily a fox should come. You are the designer of daily destinies and 90% of the time you are the god I curse. Though for the most pare you are the witch that snatches away my hopes of being early or on time to work, this morning you are the savior of my sore bag-heavy arms. After being shoulder to shoulder on a full megabus, not getting sleep, waiting 15 minutes in the cold for my bag, cursing myself for being the idiot who wore jeans with holes in them, and sorely missing the city from whence I came, I was not surprised when I walked up the stairs onto the platform where my brown line train sat, doors freshly closed. But you saved me. You noticed. You opened the doors and I thirstily scrambled inside.
I thank you.
L.M. Burton
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Were you looking for a cheap domain name? I think I remember something about that from a previous post... anyway, I was procrastinating at work and saw this on Lifehacker: http://bit.ly/vaJI
Whoo!
Thanks MC!
Lis
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