These were waiting for me on the dining room table when I got home from work today. The Prof might try to act like a big tough guy, but he’s a new age, sensitive sort of softy at heart. Note the Warrior Princess glaring in the background.
Also, a picture of CW-in-the-box from this morning:
From Worthums to Sweetstar to me: 10 years ago… 1. I was 35 years old. 2. I had been married thirteen years. 3. I had just returned to college to redo all my undergraduate science and math courses in preparation for applying to veterinary school. 4. I was scared shitless. 5 years ago… 1. I…
I got the call for the new liver at 6:00 in the evening, just after I’d eaten. There *might* be a liver for me, how did I feel, had I been sick or running any temperature recently, was I interested? Uh, excuse me? Am I interested?????? The guy on the other end, whose name was…
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
This is completely unposed. This crepe paper was in a gift bag that had one of my birthday presents in it. I had a fine time with the present, but the Former Kitten had a better time with the stuffing. Little Grey Kit is ordinarily everyone’s favorite punching bag, but having the paper to stalk…
I was tired last night. OK, sick and tired, but sometimes that amounts to the same thing. I got home last night (at about 6:00) to find that Kitten from Hell had found a bag full of little soy sauce packets left over from the Sunday’s take-out Chinese. She’d stolen it off the table, carried…
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