bugger, bugger, bugger.
Thursday 21 October 2004 | I like a cookie
Why is it that the first Internet appearance of one’s once-spouse, now acting independently of one, should be so ghastly? Even though relatively innocuous (not, say, an online wedding photo album, or streaming Nobel Prize acceptance speech)? Dismayed, I shall arise and go now, not to Innisfree but to Denny’s.
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