Imagine a fat, short legged dog with weak jaws who rarely barks and would never hunt.
Do you ever wonder what that dog would say?
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
This recovery thing is slow and tiring. I wish the dogs could give me their energy-oh wait-they SLEEP 20 hours a day-maybe that is the problem, I've turned into a dog. I wonder if that excuse would fly at the office-I think not.
I decided it was time for a new profile, but I'm still not sure what to say. I think the best way to get to know me is to get to know me. I could TELL you anything, but I might be wrong, or self delusional. So, I'll just say Howdy!