Diversity of friends spices my life. Because my friend knows me, he sends this, after reading my displeasure with bull stuff, his significant other passed it to him this morning:
Illegitimis non carborundum
Rats are not illegal.
I’ll be daggum if I didn’t laugh.
Melancholy tugs at my mind, some days more than others. My friends keep me strong.
(This friend may or may not have worked for government, White House. How do I meet these fascinating individuals? I’m addicted to learning more and more. Curious Georgette. I could never go back to blah living.)
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