I knew you forever and you were always old, soft white lady of my heart. Surely you would scold me for sitting up late, reading your letters... ~Anne Sexton (1928–1974), U.S. poet. "Some Foreign Letters."
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Oh yeah! Ads!
I've signed up for Google AdSense. So, you'll probably see relevant ads in the margins of my blog posts. CLICK ON THESE! I make money if you do and I would really appreciate the extra cash. :)
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