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Actually, I wanted to say “Free to Good Home”, but that’s too long for the Title Display. The little shit has gone and done it again. I got up this morning, did the usual morning things, and then reached for my wallet and card case. The wallet was right where I left it last night….
It’s odd. Elder Sister turned 60 this week. It brings home just how close my own sixtieth is, and how much time I’ve already experienced. I can’t find any original words to describe the feeling this inspires, which is as profound, bittersweet and incredulous as any I’ve experienced. How did it come to this? Reading…
I forget who it was that put the snood.com link out here on DearDiary, but if I ever trace you down, look out. I swear I will get even, if it’s the last thing I do. Right after I finish this latest game of Snood. The Professor left to teach class last night at 6:30….
I actually got some solid blocks of sleep last night. First in a long time, and it felt good. I also have started a very productive cough. It eases my lungs to rid themselves of some of this junk, but I’ve done something to the muscles on my right side, just under the rib cage….
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…
The weekend went quickly, and I’ve little to show for its passing. Saturday I spent three hours at a local pet center, trying to raise funds for the local cat shelter I’m becoming involved with. It was a slow day, and I don’t think we earned that much cash, although I suppose anything is better…
Oh, Sal! I’m so sorry! What a horrible dream to remember! It’s always the worst dreams for me that seem the most real, too.
That is unbelievably upsetting…even just reading it, let alone dreaming it. I’m really curious about what a dream like that could mean. So sorry you had to dream that, I’ve had some nasty ones in the past myself.
On my Hamipiks page, it shows the number of photos on the opening page in the upper right hand corner.
No, I didn’t count them. No way. 😉