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about last night

 asked Phil to come upstairs so I could have a converation with a real person.

it wasn't a conversation though, he just sat their listening.

until I said, Nothing to say or add?

he says, What am I Supposed to say?  You're bitching!

huh?

wonder what he'd think of my blog.  or Facebook.

there's a lot of things wrong in this world, Phil.

that's not something you do, Sheri, bury your head in the sand.

yeah.

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