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So, Slipperman, you want to know how I feel after I exercise? In a word, exhausted. Sweaty, sticky, smelly, painful, out-of-breath exhausted. Part of it, I’m sure, is simply because I am out of shape. But even when I was doing 75 – 100 miles per week on my bike, I hated it. Whatever this…
A final thought, in magnetic poetry: sun warmed black and white diamondeyes of grass and moonlightyou are the universe in one tiny measurehow is it none will take you home
Don’t it always seem to go…
The Socialist phoned me again this morning, this time from Tennessee. It looks like he’ll be home by tomorrow. Sorry cats, but it looks like you’ll be kicked out of the bedroom after tonight. I suspect the Grey Menace is going to have her nose out of joint for a bit; she’d gotten used to…
OK, so the Prius cost me $600. Who knew that if you left the gas cap loose (something I’ve never done before, and didn’t do this time on purpose) that it would cost $120 just to reset the stupid computer? With the 60,000 mile work and inspection/emissions, there went that wad of cash. Additionally, I’ve…
Which Royalty Are You? Find out! By Nishi. While you may respect hierachies such as that of royalty, you don’t want to be tied down or bound to class-systems or any thing that would restrict you from what you love to do. You live a contented life as you have most everything you require and…
I’ve sat here trying to think of a good comment, but what really comes to mind is "ouch." I feel the pain in your entry. I think this is a rollercoaster that we (those who keep online diaries) all ride. We put our words, feelings and hearts out there for everyone to see and sometimes we feel more vulnerable and exposed.
~QE
I dont know what to say…
Firstly, let me say I am at present reading your diary backward, so this comment is being made AFTER the ones on the more recent entry.
I echo the "ouch" above 🙁 I too hear you.
Not sure what this is all about, none of my business…except to say I care. Believe it or not.
You are a Latin scholar and will recognize this as bastardized Latin ;), but here goes: Illigitimi non carborundant.
Like the Elf, I too have read my way back to this point. I am also very sorry for whatever some jerk left in a private comment. L-ord knows, I’ve been there! I know how it sours the taste for online journaling, I’m dealing with a case of the Diarist’s Disease just now myself. I’m hoping to get over it, too. I’m glad I finally decided to pop in and leave a comment to see if you were alright. Yeah, I’m slow. Sue me. Oops, there’s that attitude showing again.
Hugs,
~Cali