Boggles. No words, just no words, Raq.
Healthy dog~ma to Laura's happy lab. friend and to Toto.
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Boggles. No words, just no words, Raq.
Healthy dog~ma to Laura's happy lab. friend and to Toto.
Raq - I just...wow.
~ma to all.
Somehow my coffee seems to have been extra loaded this morning. I feel like my body is zinging everywhere and yet my brain is still slugish.
Heh. I hear ya Gris--getting some always makes me want more. Evil.
yeah, I'm kinda scared to break my NGA streak. I might go mad if I have a one night stand.
GRONK.
Home health care is hard, and does not necessarily involve lots of sleep.
Good thing about having one of our state representatives resign because of that golf trip to St. Andrews with Jack Abramhof is that I'm pretty sure Raq isn't talking about one of my congressional reps. /hoping
So this morning, I've been feeling as close to a nervous breakdown as I have in a long time. I've taken the kids to a sitter and I'm going to try to decompress. And call my doctor.
{{{Sean}}} You're one great example of what love really means.
{{{{{Cash}}}}}
Hang in there. I hope you feel more stable soon.
{{{Cashmere}}} What happened?
{{{Sean}}} You're a prince, you know.
Raq, I'm still boggling. I think it's a good thing I don't work in diplomacy or government or anything remotely close.
Back from a long, long weekend with a lot of driving -- north of Syracuse to southeastern PA to West Virginia and back again. Thursday to Tuesday. Too much of having my ass planted in a car, that's for sure. The reunion was nice, though.
{{{Cash}}}
{{{Sean}}}
{{{Cash}}}
Send spare ~ma towards SF General for the hang gliding pilots who were shot yesterday at Ft. Funston. D was shot in the face, and his prognosis is grim. K's prognosis is very good, but he's supposed to have surgery today to remove the bullet lodged between his windpipe and his spine.
Must have more coffee before I face students. Gronk.
No one event. Just a long, slow build up of stress acerbated by sleep deprivation. Both kids have colds and between that and teething, Olivia hasn't slept through the night for abour four or five days now.
At least the Job Place called me and will be cutting me a check as soon as I fill out their w-9 (I forgot a digit on my tax id on the invoice I sent them).