Fourteen Years

Yeah, well I guess I haven’t written in a while. The part of me that needs to write, needs to communicate, has gone dormant for a while. It’s happened before, and it will most likely happen again. It’s just the way I’m built. I’ve been busy, though, in my own peculiar way. -I’ve been honing…

I was a good girl Saturday. I hung around an extra hour, making sure that everything was OK at work before I went home and went to bed. No one called me, so I went home feeling like everything had been resolved. Everything was not resolved. A second, related problem reared its ugly head. I’m…

Well, first off Dr. Liver gave me a scolding for not coming in sooner. When I told him that I was trying to time the paracentesis so that I could get my monthly bloodwork drawn at the same time and not miss any extra time at work, he made a huge deal of telling me…

For those of you who come here via a notify, I should point out that Yarngirl is the only person who submitted a response to my plea that someone confirm that the wrong notify message is going out on my entries. I’ve suspected it for a while, and a few people previously asked me about…

The Ex showed up last night to pick up the desk. He arrived promptly at 8:30, as the storm clouds rapidly closed in on our little town. He had an open pick-up truck he’d borrowed to transport the desk, and was anxious to get it loaded up so he could move it before the skies…

A cat bitten once by a snake dreads even rope. – Arabic Proverb I believe that my evil twin, Slipperman, is having a bad influence on me. I, who never recall my dreams, remembered much of another dream I had last night. Perhaps I was able to recall it because it was so disturbing. If…