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I'm tired today. It's freezing cold outside. I think I'm going to cook some nice homemade chili with those tomatos and add a bit of habenero sauce. Yes. That's what will make the day finer.
 
To whomever sent that tiger to my door a few days ago...FAAAAIL !!
As a citizen, I will continue to exercise my freedom of speech where and how I choose; as long as I'm not yelling "FIRE" in a theater crowded with imbeciles.

Though, I must say, you have most excellent taste.

Or...if I'm just being paranoid, and it was a sincere offer...ARHHHHH :(
I'll kick myself later.
 
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There are times in your life when you want to grab someone and shake the shit out of them for not knowing you well enough to know fucking better. That the whole situation puts one in a very uncomfortable place that will take a while to trust that things are the way they are because they should be and not because it was a decided action. I need a stiff drink and some migraine tabs now.
 
There are times in your life when you want to grab someone and shake the shit out of them for not knowing you well enough to know fucking better. That the whole situation puts one in a very uncomfortable place that will take a while to trust that things are the way they are because they should be and not because it was a decided action. I need a stiff drink and some migraine tabs now.

:rose::rose: I know this feeling.

I'm so disappointed that I will not even have the two hours alone that I'd planned on tomorrow. Do I really need to pay a mortgage, a second mortgage AND a hotel bill to get some time alone? :confused:
 
I click on the Breast Cancer site and other links from that site everyday.

One advertisement puzzles me:

Fight poverty with organic panties.

The producers get paid slightly more for organic cotton. Surely a direct donation to any aid charity would have more effect than buying cotton panties?

Og
 
I click on the Breast Cancer site and other links from that site everyday.

One advertisement puzzles me:

Fight poverty with organic panties.

The producers get paid slightly more for organic cotton. Surely a direct donation to any aid charity would have more effect than buying cotton panties?

Og

Beware organic cotton. Quite recently a good deal of fraud was unearthed. Particularly with fiber originating in Pakistan and India
 
I need to listen to local broadcasts in the morning.

I like to get up and go running if I can and then have some quiet time after I get out of the shower, but before I get my daughter up and ready for school, so no tv.

Then in the car on the way to school, my daughter likes to listen to KidBop, so again, no listening to local broadcasts.

School was cancelled today and I did not know it. Woke her up and got her all ready and I did not know until I drove to the school and no one was there, lol.

She is eating scrambled eggs and mini bb muffins in her room watching Agent Oso while I am suppose to be studying for an exam.

Kind of a nice surprise though. Later on after I finish up my exam, I think I will take her to Chickfila for lunch and to play and then get "stuff" for her Valentine's treat bags for her classmates.

I love being a Mom.:)
 
I'm glad Serene's day is/was shaping up to be great.

This is so not the life I want.
 
One day, one problem at a time. All I can do is do the best that I can do from this day forward, without looking back. Guilt is a waste and probably misplaced anyway.
 
We had yet another household problem, and the SO's crankiness is making me want to practice duck and cover. Or making me want to blend into the furniture.
No fun. :(

Tho to be fair, in the last two months there's been quite alot of surprise household expenditures- getting the furnace cleaned, having a pipe snaked, replacing the oven. And now having someone clear out the main sewer line from the house. No fun at all.
 
Just how lame can I get? Crying at one of my own stories? Please.

Hey, I did that too! No really, I did. I had to stop writing the story completely. It now just sits on my disk in it's own folder. I go to the folder intending to click on it and finish writing the damn thing but then I think about having to edit the thing and I click away. :(
 
One day, one problem at a time. All I can do is do the best that I can do from this day forward, without looking back. Guilt is a waste and probably misplaced anyway.
Guilt is always a waste. Good thoughts to you, lovely one. :rose:
crvy girl has a smokin' hot AV.
thank you. :eek:
Just how lame can I get? Crying at one of my own stories? Please.
I've done that. Not lame. Or many of us are lame.
 
Sleep has become a friend who rarely visits me anymore. I am working so much and resting very little. I hope when this book is done, I will find Morpheus again. He has forsaken me.
 
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