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Haven't posted anything in a while. Some significant stuff happened.
She's the same as ever and adding new quirks all the time. Her latest things are:
*) And absurd fear of the kitchen table. I disassembled it several months ago because it only collected junk mail since I eat on the couch. The other day my sister moved it into the breakfast nook near Molly's dish and she didn't eat for two day before I realized what was causing it.
*) An intense dislike of planes. She chases them through the back yard. Apparently she has trouble with three-dimensional spacial relations.... It's fun to watch though.
This makes me happy. I was going to be completely non-collateralized debt free but I, uhhhhh, accidentally did some Christmas shopping and, errrrrr, now 've gotta wait another week before I can pull that off. Oops. Oh well. Either way, just a year ago I was up around $12k across three cards. Now I'm under $500 on two. For this, I can be happy.
I was stunned. Just as a little bit of background information, every year for Halloween I give out Faygo. Living on a main street I only get 10 or 20 kids so it's not a big deal. Two or three 12 packs and I'm good. The first year I did this a girl came to my door and asked if I had any diet pop. This stunned me. Why would a 12 year old want diet pop. Answer: She's diabetic. Luckily I had a Diet Vernors in the house and gave her that. Every year since I pick up a couple diet pop so she can have something. The last two or three years I picked up some sugar-free candy too. This year I got stuck at work down in Taylor and couldn't get home. By the time I got home I was late for my fathers retirement party so I had to skip Halloween. The girl showed up at my door a week later. Her family (she has a few younger siblings) was worried about me and she came over to make sure I was ok. I didn't know what to say.
I got drunk in public for the first time ever. Well, I had a friend come over and after I drank three or four lemonade drink things and a couple shots of vodka we decided to go get a movie. Since it was fairly warm and neither of us were qualified to drive we decided to walk. On the bright side I don't appear to get overly violent when I drink though I do develop a very dismissive hand wave and "Bah!" combination. The people at Thomas Video were perfect gentleman and neither laughed nor pointed.
Took a fair part of a day between setting it up and filling it up but it's there. I'm now sleeping on a king sized waterbed just me and my dog. Quite a step up from a futon single on the floor. If you didn't know better you'd think I was getting civilized. I bought these pair of nice 700 thread count sheets with 1000 thread count pillows. All I need now is a really nice comforter and a blanket or two. Looks kind of ghetto with the Coleman sleeping bag on top of it. :-) Still looking for top heavy chicks to jiggle on it. I'm told they're a mandatory phase of the waterbed experience.
Sigh. No idea why but I've been a little blue all week. Luckily I've had a fairly busy week as when I'm focused on work I don't notice it as badly. I've found myself identifying with tv characters _way_ too much. God help me if I accidentally channel surf on to Oxygen or Hallmark channel. Songs that don't normally affect me have me choked up. Don't get me started on my dog. She's getting a complex since I keep walking up and hugging her. I'm not normally one of those weenie Seasonal Affective Disorder types so I don't know what's causing it. Hope I bust out of it soon.
P.s.
Before any SAD people get on my case, I was poking fun at the several people I know that suffer. Not a serious comment.
That's about it. Just figured two months was long enough without posting anything.
She's the same as ever and adding new quirks all the time. Her latest things are:
*) And absurd fear of the kitchen table. I disassembled it several months ago because it only collected junk mail since I eat on the couch. The other day my sister moved it into the breakfast nook near Molly's dish and she didn't eat for two day before I realized what was causing it.
*) An intense dislike of planes. She chases them through the back yard. Apparently she has trouble with three-dimensional spacial relations.... It's fun to watch though.
This makes me happy. I was going to be completely non-collateralized debt free but I, uhhhhh, accidentally did some Christmas shopping and, errrrrr, now 've gotta wait another week before I can pull that off. Oops. Oh well. Either way, just a year ago I was up around $12k across three cards. Now I'm under $500 on two. For this, I can be happy.
I was stunned. Just as a little bit of background information, every year for Halloween I give out Faygo. Living on a main street I only get 10 or 20 kids so it's not a big deal. Two or three 12 packs and I'm good. The first year I did this a girl came to my door and asked if I had any diet pop. This stunned me. Why would a 12 year old want diet pop. Answer: She's diabetic. Luckily I had a Diet Vernors in the house and gave her that. Every year since I pick up a couple diet pop so she can have something. The last two or three years I picked up some sugar-free candy too. This year I got stuck at work down in Taylor and couldn't get home. By the time I got home I was late for my fathers retirement party so I had to skip Halloween. The girl showed up at my door a week later. Her family (she has a few younger siblings) was worried about me and she came over to make sure I was ok. I didn't know what to say.
I got drunk in public for the first time ever. Well, I had a friend come over and after I drank three or four lemonade drink things and a couple shots of vodka we decided to go get a movie. Since it was fairly warm and neither of us were qualified to drive we decided to walk. On the bright side I don't appear to get overly violent when I drink though I do develop a very dismissive hand wave and "Bah!" combination. The people at Thomas Video were perfect gentleman and neither laughed nor pointed.
Took a fair part of a day between setting it up and filling it up but it's there. I'm now sleeping on a king sized waterbed just me and my dog. Quite a step up from a futon single on the floor. If you didn't know better you'd think I was getting civilized. I bought these pair of nice 700 thread count sheets with 1000 thread count pillows. All I need now is a really nice comforter and a blanket or two. Looks kind of ghetto with the Coleman sleeping bag on top of it. :-) Still looking for top heavy chicks to jiggle on it. I'm told they're a mandatory phase of the waterbed experience.
Sigh. No idea why but I've been a little blue all week. Luckily I've had a fairly busy week as when I'm focused on work I don't notice it as badly. I've found myself identifying with tv characters _way_ too much. God help me if I accidentally channel surf on to Oxygen or Hallmark channel. Songs that don't normally affect me have me choked up. Don't get me started on my dog. She's getting a complex since I keep walking up and hugging her. I'm not normally one of those weenie Seasonal Affective Disorder types so I don't know what's causing it. Hope I bust out of it soon.
P.s.
Before any SAD people get on my case, I was poking fun at the several people I know that suffer. Not a serious comment.
That's about it. Just figured two months was long enough without posting anything.