She was a good girl. Even-tempered, affectionate, beautiful, and enjoyed waking up everyone at five in the morning screaming her head off for her daily fish oil (a.k.a. hairball remedy).
PJ isn't taking it well. That's probably the worst part. He keeps looking for her.
Family visited, found out I might have to move back to Oklahoma at the end of the year, got pissed off at my work place to the point that whether I move or not, I'm quitting, and have been reliving my childhood
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I think one of my coworkers is hitting on me. Huh. That's weird. No idea why he would feel inclined to do so; I work with a plethora of very attractive ladies. Maybe I'm imagining things--prolly. Either way, he is nice to look at, so I won't object if it's the truth
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It's possible that my aunt's breast cancer has metastasized. If that's the case, it means it's Stage IV, and...I know what happens when it's Stage IV
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Hey, look at that! I'm back. Firstly, I'm sorry if I worried anyone with the Christmas post. I'm better, fine, and everything worked out very well. In fact, I'm more hopeful and happy than I have been in a long time. We are all good
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