Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sometimes I just want to curl up and cry
I just want to be able to walk down my own street without hearing anti-labour rhetoric that's so hateful it would be modded out of newspaper comment threads. And this in a neighbourhood that's statistically highrise-dwelling and childless.
2 comments:
Me too. Your blog is an oasis of decency.
LOL! If I ever needed a blurb I'd use that
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