My Beautiful is the dearest girl in the world. I promised not to do any harm if she left me at her computer to finish explaining to someone how he managed to get warned in the process of my impishness.
So, If you want to know why her warning level is at 95% blame me. But she laughed about the fact that all the settings on her computer were changed and even about the annoyance of having to wait like a minute between sending IM messages.
I love you Beautiful lady. Now you have another memory. :-*
Posted by Anna at May 2, 2004 02:41 AM | TrackBack