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Still alive
I am posting far too much on Facebook. I don't actually communicate with that many people there. If all of them wrote blogs instead, I'd be much happier; I'm pretty sure most of them are good writers, and I'd learn far more about what they're thinking and how they're feeling. Similarly, Facebook just doesn't provide the same outlet for my ( Read more... ) -
Hot!
Not happy! Our air conditioner is old and too small for the space, so it's not very effective. I ate dinner out on the porch after I almost passed out. I really think I did - almost faint, I mean. I was trying to unpack books and load them into my bookcase, and I just felt so sick and realized my hand felt weak. It wasn't shaking - it never seems ( Read more... ) -
Five Women
So I'm playing Scattergories with the roommate, the partner, a sister of each of them, and the partner's mother. I'm not crazy about Scattergories, I'm not good at it, but I was playing. The letter was "b" and the category was "countries." For some reason, the first to come to my mind was Burkina Faso. Then the horror happened ( Read more... ) -
Queens Transfer
In this week's "Unionist," there was an ad posted by a Queens CPS wanting to swap places with someone from the Linden Blvd. office. I called and left a message ( Read more... ) -
Only a matter of time
Before I have a true breakdown. Seriously, it feels like that sometimes. The last two weeks have been horribly stressful, for all sorts of reasons. I have joined an online group for knitters called "Ravelry," which has 2000 members, most of whom must do little else based on the frequency of the posts. I seriously just posted a message telling ( Read more... ) -
Yesterday definitely merited a return to posting:
Around 7:45 p.m., my "partner" and I were leaving an address where we had attempted an initial home visit on her newest case. Nobody was home, and we crossed the - one-way - street and got back into my car, which was a bit tightly parallel parked. I got the front of the car partly out, and we heard popping sounds and saw men running around in the ( Read more... )