Thursday, June 28, 2001

Uncharitable Thoughts

A woman I know (mother to one of Kelly's friends) appears to want every last hair in place, perfect makeup, 365-day tan, on and on. Unfortunately, it all seems rather plastic, and the tan is on the raw side. Woolgathering, I realized what she reminded me of:

Somebody left a Barbie doll on the dashboard in the sun too long.

Yes, I've already gone to confession (i.e. Jean)

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