Not much of anything.
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
OK, this is going to be liver transplant intensive. I want to get this written down in one place while I still have half a handle on all the information they attempted to drown me in this morning. Feel free to skim/skip. First of all the United Network for Organ Sharing (UNOS) website came highly…
I’m getting better about the twenty-firsts of months. (See long-lost entry May 21, 2001 for a small explanation.) I realized that I actually missed the twenty-first of October and November, which I think is the first time since 1997 that I got past a twenty-first without noting it. I don’t know if this is a…
I’m off to the American Veterinary Medical Association convention.[I’ve a sneaking suspicion I’ll be checking in before I get back. They usually have a computer lab set up at these things.] Fury22: Thanks, but you didn’t need to. I really would still have looked in once I’d gotten home. You’ve become part of the regular…
I made a genuine attempt to kitten-proof the apartment last night, but I was tired, and the kitten is in need of Ritalin. I left my watch on the bathroom sink counter and found it this morning in the middle of the living room. The newspapers, awaiting recycling, were scattered across the floor. A small…
Three of us went to the vet clinic tonight. Two of us came home, leaving a large piece of our hearts behind. Sometimes doing the right thing hurts like hell.
Today marks the half-year anniversary of Satanâs Little Fart Cloudâs quarantine. Her coat is growing in beautifully, and once again I am allowing myself to dream that we can start doing cultures to see if the ringworm has cleared. The veterinary dermatologist we’re using said if she’s still good Monday, we can start. This is…
WOW!
I want some magnetic poetry stuffs…
They’ve got a game of it at the store.
And, when I get enough money, I’m getting that, because it’s got a lot.
I’ve always wanted some…
i love it! i look forward to reading the magnetic poem of the day. 🙂 lordy! i’m having flashbacks of parasit…
Is that you office at work? Wow – my boss would have a stroke to see all that stuff on the walls! I’m not even allowed to hang the clock up!
Is that a poster of parasite eggs I see on your bullentin board? Seem to remember something like that from my tech days.
I want some magnetic poetry too.