Blessed is the man whose strength is in You,
Whose heart is set on pilgrimage.
ps.84.5.
18 October 2007
bouquets of sharpened pencils.
the menfolk of the house have gone a-hunting, so it leaves mum and i to fend for ourselves. we ate hot fudge sundaes along with our dinner, worked on various projects including hemming, and watched You've Got Mail. 'twas quite nice, truly.
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