Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
Monday, February 27, 2006
Ah, Insurance - A Necessary Evil
Well, apparently, the advice of the insurance lady that I met with today is for my RRHB "because you're renovating anyway" to put in a safe to hold our valuables. Considering we don't own anything remotely valuable to put into a safe (so how's about dropping the desktop in there sweetie when you're not using it) with the exception of the two rings I'm now wearing ALL the time, what would be the point? Although I do think it would be uber cool to have an Ocean's Twelve style safe tucked into the wall behind our, ahem, "amazing" art collection. Heh.
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