Thirteen
Anything more is beating a dead horse.
Anything more is beating a dead horse.
Jamisinc: In the beginning, the deal was that we’d split everything 50/50 chore-wise. That (for obvious reasons) didn’t last too long. The Professor hates cooking. In fact, I’d take it a step further and say he’s intimidated by it. When he lived alone, he ate every meal out, or had take-away. He at first said…
Remember the little problem I had with Littman/Barclay jewelers back around the end of last month? Remember when I ended up eating my words a day or two later, when they made good the FUBAR they’d created? If not, a short synopsis is in order. Last December: I purchased some jewelry at Littman’s as Christmas…
Last night was a flurry of activty. Feed the cats, clean and refresh the water bowls, clean the litter boxes, grab dinner, pack for New Year’s Eve, all while trying to claim some quality net time. Something had to give, and I didn’t get to check up on as many diaries nor leave as many…
I’ve been off the Halobetasol for over a week now. We still don’t know if the new eruptions are spread of the CTCL or if they’re a reaction to the steroid cream. I’ve had several doctor’s appointments yesterday and today, and one was to Dr. Fell. He rebiopsied me in the area of one of…
I shouldn’t be writing this. I need to finish the wash, make up the bed in the spare bedroom for the kitty-sitter, finish packing, and get to bed so I can get to work early tomorrow and put in a token hour. This time tomorrow I’ll be on a plane to Holland. The Prof and…
No, you aren’t being too curious, TM. The resulting damage to my heart was part of the stuff I cut out of the entry because it was getting so long. I’ll give you a brief run down of what’s wrong with me now, because of all this. My official diagnosis was Idiopathic Viral Cardiomyopathy. “Idiopathic”…
Congratulations on your second "birthday." May you have 13 more, and 13 more and 13 more after that.
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Happy birthday, and many happy returns of the day!