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03/19/2005: "Blogobit II"

All the girls of my coffee klatsch and I are sitting at our hen-party, but feel and look rather like D.C. Fried Chicken, as we are mourning the decease of Christian's wonderful and promising fireplace weblog. Although my husband did not like it too much, I did, I swear. Men do not have enough sense of humor.

(This must have to do with this missing X chromosome for backup purposes the Brits are so triumphant about these days. Oh, those Brits, that Dolly died prematurely, but then they did not have anymore my husband for shepherd!)

Except that gardener of mine. When he peeped into our salon and noticed the red roses, he came in, took them away and replaced them with black ones, just flown in from Iraq. They were a bit dusty though, but fitted the occasion. Just think what a loss for democracy this bereavement is. Will we survive it?