Favorite Phrase of the Day:
No divine intervention on to answer her question ever came to him. He wasn’t even sure how to explain Laurel’s death to his own soul, let alone their child.
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This is mine.
Our dining room table. A stack of books, my clipboard, and a notebook. My webcam and microphone. Arm warmers. Soda (although most of the time it’s tea or coffee (decaf)). Cellphone. And that’s a sticker of a calico kitteh on the monitor.
Is there anyway to ‘clean’ the inside of a suitcase? Aside from wiping it out with a damp cloth (with anything on it??)? Other than just letting it sit open somewhere to air out? I’ve not used my big suitcase since 2002…:sigh: For the record, it’s vinyl on the inside and fabric on the outside. I’m not so much worried about the outside as I am the inside. (I can take the handvac to the outside ;))
“Oy Vey” Phrase of the Day:
She curcled up against him and was soon back to sleep.
At least she was able to get some sleep. :scratch:
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