Which means Lala is gone again. I saw her last night. One night in more than three weeks is what I get with her. Grrrr. At least I have cute little dogs to cheer me up. And what does she have to cheer her up? Beer, loose women, the rock’n’roll lifestyle. It’s hard. (Actually, she has a cold, and she looked pretty miserable packing up her car….)
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