Saturday, October 22, 2005

I look like I fell off a turnip wagon. My shirt is salted with dried sweat, the stubble on my chin could take the paint off a house, and I’m trying to regale everybody with small-talk. We haven’t slept in two days. Hart Seely's Iraq Weblog

2 comments:

rev. billy bob gisher ©2005 said...
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rev. billy bob gisher ©2005 said...

AAHHHH! AHHHHHH! ARRRRRGGGGG!
NEED MY SUPERFRANKENSTEIN FIX!
Monday? Oh God.
AAHHHH! AHHHHHH! ARRRRRGGGGG!