August 2005

For some insane reason I keep thinking today is Thursday and not Wednesday. Insane! This evening I went to Chick fil-A for ice cream. They make a really good soft serve vanilla cone.
Tomorrow I am meeting Audra in King of Prussia for lunch. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen her. [...]

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Yeah, I am feeling much less overwhelmed and stressed. Dawn posted an entry on New Orleans and just reading it helped me put my little nothingness into pespective.

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I called, I cancelled, Comcast is gone. Of course it was only on a TV placed in my office closet since that is where the cable jack is located. If cable jack means a coaxial cable stuck though a little hole in the wall at the bottom of my office closet. [...]

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I am drinking coffee and trying not to feel so very very tired. Yesterday was an exercise in futility. Monday a cableman came to the house and could not figure out how to get the cable hooked up. He said he would send another fellow the next day, (yesterday). The new [...]

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I am working from home and behind me in the office chair sleeps Bobo. He seems to like to squeeze behind me or perch on my shoulder or head… he is such an odd dog. At any rate, I hear a coughing and I look behind me and he vomits! Luckily it [...]

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My father bought me the MobiBlu!!!! I think he wants to play with it and getting it for me was a good excuse! That works! No complaints here!
It’s 1 inch! I can’t wait to see how you plug in the earphones! I am guessing it should arrive by [...]

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After work I noticed Bobo’s toys were spread all over the dining room and my bedroom. I gathered them up and placed them in the little toy basket that sits on the floor next to his crate in the kitchen. I sat down to look at mail and I noticed Bobo went over [...]

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I ate too much and now I feel sick. It’s like the food won’t dump out of my stomach. I feel similar to the time I got ghastly ill in Chicago and I slept in the bathroom and puked so hard it came out of my nose. Okay, maybe I don’t feel [...]

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