Sunday, September 03, 2006

Existential Crisis #47

Ramona (with much dramatic waving of arms to illustrate her point):

"First, you get a balloon at the store. Then, the air goes out of it the next day and it won't float. Then, your cat chases it." (Large sigh, and decided marching out of the room.)

Atticus was right ... it is just one existential crisis after another around here.

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