An endlessly whiney blog about everything I find wrong with the world, told from the perspective of the most important person in my world: me.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Plowing, in ancient Egypt
I thought of Daddy the second I saw this. He always brags abut plowing behind a mule when he was little, but he fessed up and told us that he was never all that great at plowing in a straight line so his dad and brother wouldn't let him do it much :)
I am a warrior-princess torn between the desire to work toward global domination and the desire to forget it all on a nice beach. I think that just about sums it up.
And I'm a vegetarian.
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