Turkey Day & since Tuesday
Today is Turkey Day; yay!, not for Beefaroni, but St. Jude's; every year they put on a free dinner, for which 1/2 the town shows up (it's a small town). Then Trish wants to get real Titanic with the peanuts I picked up yesterday at Fat Albertson's.
I haven't written in this blog since Monday, as Tuesday the server was down, & Wednesday, I wanted to work on TC, so I'd have it ready to go to Ted. Actually, I'd been working on it all week with that intent, so Tuesday, when Car-girl & I went out to Pizza Hut to pick up the Bumble Bee Girl, I stayed home from the Soup Kitchen, not merely to avoid Fundamentalist idiocy, but to do as much work as possible on the story.
Christy didn't know we had a new hamster. When we were done at Pizza Hut we went to see the Pet Shop Boy, for a new cage for Ula-tek. He'd been chewing on the plastic in his old cage, trying to chew his way out.
Then Tuesday night I slept poorly, in spite of the temazapam, partly 'cause of the pop, but also 'cause Trish woke me up to go to the bathroom. I couldn't get back to sleep, so while Trish was at work, I did a rather cursory job of completing TC before sending it along to Ted.
Then when Trish was cleaning the kitchen, the burner fell apart on her. I called Fred, then Jeff. I'd been watching Heavy Metal in ProLogic (yes, it's an old amp), so by the time Jeffer Auss finished fixing it the movie had finished. I went channel-surfing, & found CSI: Miami on Arts&Entertainment. Since I'd been burned out so bad yesterday, I took 3 temazapam & slept soundly until after 6:00 this morning.
I look forward to living a fun day with my Bumble Bee Girl. I am no longer Kimothy Leery. Trish is the only one in the world; now I have found my girl.
I haven't written in this blog since Monday, as Tuesday the server was down, & Wednesday, I wanted to work on TC, so I'd have it ready to go to Ted. Actually, I'd been working on it all week with that intent, so Tuesday, when Car-girl & I went out to Pizza Hut to pick up the Bumble Bee Girl, I stayed home from the Soup Kitchen, not merely to avoid Fundamentalist idiocy, but to do as much work as possible on the story.
Christy didn't know we had a new hamster. When we were done at Pizza Hut we went to see the Pet Shop Boy, for a new cage for Ula-tek. He'd been chewing on the plastic in his old cage, trying to chew his way out.
Then Tuesday night I slept poorly, in spite of the temazapam, partly 'cause of the pop, but also 'cause Trish woke me up to go to the bathroom. I couldn't get back to sleep, so while Trish was at work, I did a rather cursory job of completing TC before sending it along to Ted.
Then when Trish was cleaning the kitchen, the burner fell apart on her. I called Fred, then Jeff. I'd been watching Heavy Metal in ProLogic (yes, it's an old amp), so by the time Jeffer Auss finished fixing it the movie had finished. I went channel-surfing, & found CSI: Miami on Arts&Entertainment. Since I'd been burned out so bad yesterday, I took 3 temazapam & slept soundly until after 6:00 this morning.
I look forward to living a fun day with my Bumble Bee Girl. I am no longer Kimothy Leery. Trish is the only one in the world; now I have found my girl.
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