This particular I.E. function is the neatest thing since sliced bagels. I love it.
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Acquaintance.
I don't know, and I don't think I've ever met, someone named Simon. Or Ralph. Or Clay. Or George. Or Harry. I know a few Harold's, but no Harry. I only met a Paul a year ago. Those just seem like common (or at least not uncommon) names to me, yet my life is bereft of these people. Huh.
Attempt
My first try at a LOL Cat. Please don't laugh . . . wait . . . please DO laugh.
PS. Don't laugh at the couch. This is a picture of our kitten back in the old apartment in Iowa. The couch was free and ugly, but served its purpose. Now that I have a real job, I can afford slightly less hideous furniture. And better plates. Geez, I just noticed the damn plate - yeah, that was a hand-me-down from the hubby's side. Those are gone too with slightly less monstrous replacements. Killer sandwhich, though!
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