caerula's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- discover your inner squirrel Take the "What kind of Squirrel am I Test!" There was something else I was going to write about, but the discovery that I am any kind of squirrel has so addled my brain that whatever-it-was is now lost in the ether. Oh well. Later -- 7:35 pm Now I remember. Here's a google hit for you: "She pushed on my belly." Why? What does this mean? And, what does it mean that in a search on that phrase, my journal is the first thing one sees? I'm scared. 4:42 p.m. - 2002-01-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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