Friday, March 14, 2008

1 comment:

  1. thanks for entertaining me saturday! i could poke around your shop for days. pie, presents and finding my future home for me... you rule.

    it has been close to 36 hours since i left your place and i'm completly filthy and desperately need to shower before bed — but my hands still smell like metal and grease from playing with things and i hate to wash it away.

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