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OK, let me just say that yesterday was a really crappy day. I’m not talking about your average shitty day. I’m talking major manure here. I’m talking the sort of day that you just want to wipe off the personal calendar and pretend never happened. So that’s exactly what I’m going to do: depress the…
The Socialist and I had a talk last night. Evidently I’m always Gloomy Gus anymore, which makes it hard for him to hang around me. He says I never smile, and I seldom see the bright side of things. I wanted to argue with him that it wasn’t true, that I spent a good part…
I’m on my way. I’m praying that I can sleep on the 15 and a half hour flight. My first antipodean day is likely to be somewhat difficult otherwise. They start boarding in a little over an hour. It will be nice to get away from my unpaid slave labor for a couple of weeks…
No time for reflection and deep-but-meaningless entries today. I’ve unexpected company, and have to pull the Pretty Polly tour guide routine out and dust it off this afternoon. We’ve got an important visitor who’s never been in our type of facility before, and who is supposed to be auditing us. I’m supposed to give a…
Home sick today. Yesterday I had a 2:15 appointment to see Dr. Liver. It would have been my first visit with him post-transplant. While driving to his office, I developed a headache. It was minor at first, but it kept growing. I arrived at his office, waited in line at check-in, and was greeted with…
I don’t know how many of you wander over to the forum area. It’s a nice place to hang out on lonely days sometimes. Anyhow, during a discussion over there, one diarist at DD complained that the name she wanted was taken by someone who only ever made a couple of entries to their diary…
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…..