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Pray for me
I finally caved and am on Facebook now (you fuckers). This is everybody's fault but mine. Why we can't be satisfied with phone, email, in person hanging out, smoke signals, orange juice-can-and-string phones, telegrams, post cards, and reading each other's diaries is beyond me but evidently it's not enough. I am not doing twitter, though, fuck that ( Read more... ) -
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The Hand feels much better now, but I still don't want to touch anything with it. Heaven knows how dinner is going to get made tonight, unless I can get Lance to help. I'm wary of going in the kitchen now that the cookware has tasted human flesh. I slathered my hand with aloe and it's dried into an extremely sticky coating which is probably ( Read more... ) -
Extreme Cooking--this Thursday Thursday Thursday!!
I am moping on the couch typing with one hand because the other one has second degree burns across half of the palm and fingertips. Hooray ( Read more... ) -
If they do, hit 'em with a shoe, and they'll turn black and blue
Suffering friend, I feel for you, and hopefully this lovely image will raise a smile during these troubled times...
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Woo hoo!
Holy crap, it's the deluge. A big shout out to whoever's masturbating right now and making Jesus cry. This crazy-ass rain is going to be a big help to my miserable allergies and this horrible oppressive humidity that's been causing several pairs of cranky pants to be donned of late. Also puffy hands. -
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I'm pleased that the weather has changed. Bertie was really impressed by the thunder we had yesterday. He spends most of his time sitting in the porch door. He met a curious raccoon the other night. They sat and communed through the screen for a while and made friends ( Read more... ) -
Lance made me watch D.A.R.Y.L. this morning because we had insomnia
It is 8:30 on a Sunday morning and I am awake. And not from the night before. Just awake, since 4:30 a.m., with little hope getting back to sleep. I'm just taking some time off from tossing restlessly to complain. Thanks, crippling design flaw ( Read more... ) -
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I spent my Memorial Day weekend unpacking the remainder of my moving boxes and arranging a "crafts staging area" in what is currently the office. Originally, dining room...but dinner is a movable feast in this house, and besides--since I have an iron and glass "sun porch" table set, we came to the conclusion that it would be delightful to have it ( Read more... ) -
Paradise City
Tragerstreit's entry re: midnight roadside nightmare made me remember when I was eleven and the El Camino got a flat tire and my dad made me help him change it on the shoulder of I-5 with speeding traffic whizzing by four feet away ("learning experience"). I suppose his purpose was met; I've never forgotten how to put the nuts in the hubcap and ( Read more... )
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