20 Apr, 2005
It’s times like this that I wonder how I manage to stay married
Posted by: andrea In: Misc. life
Mark is wed to a corpse, a walking (barely), talking (barely) corpse that smells like garlic and Vicks VapoRub and with a cough that sounds like an angry harp seal. I’m still sick. My body has refused to let go of this damn cold. And it’s beginning to get to me. The only time I […]

