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It might not be obvious from the past set of entries, but I do have a life above and beyond my cats. Other currently pressing items: I’m still waiting on an updated itinerary from Expedia.com for our Christmas flights to California. I tried to look it up online earlier this week, and got a message…
Reality hits on road to hybrid heaven I definitely have to look into that federal tax deduction for purchasing a Prius. Between the car and my medical bills, this is going to be a complicated tax year.
Let’s start with the fun stuff first, shall we? The Clueless Wonder doesn’t get nearly enough press. His feline acne isn’t showing any particular improvement, and he now runs when he sees me coming because he thinks I’m getting ready to Oxi-pad his poor cratered chin. Twice a day he’s right to run. I feel…
The one-year anniversary has come and gone. As with birthdays and Christmas, I feel as though there should have been something more, something I missed. It seems as though there should have been some grand, transforming epiphany that changed my life forever. Instead I find myself in the midst of today, one year and one…
So, it’s time to take stock of the situation a bit. With the divorce finalized, I need to start figuring out where I go from here. – I am not getting married again. Emphatically not. I told the Professor this long before he moved from California to be with me. He was upset at the…
Imported from another MoonriddenGirl’s diary entry dated 4 February 2004: RULES 1 – Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed. 2 – I will respond; I’ll ask you five questions. 3 – You’ll update your journal with my five questions and your five answers. 4 – You’ll include this explanation. 5 – You’ll…
I had been worried about you. Glad to see you back. No need to give a shit what the teacher woman had to say. She is, as we say in the South, ATE UP WITH THE DUMB ASS.
Tell the GM that I will hide under the bed with her…..