Dooce – Day 472
I grow weary and tired waiting for Dooce. My mind is numb and I’ve stopped counting the days. Why do I care so much you ask? The simple answer is, I don’t remember.
Dooce you have inspired and entertained me for years now. All I ask in return is a visit to my site -my simple, humble, little site (with a newly designed custom header! yeah!).
Readers, if you care at all about my little quest… go to www.dooce.com and plead my case.