What a gorgeous description of your long lost skating world, Bev. I love your writing.
I'm still pleasantly boggled at the roller skating lessons and competitive troupes.
'Objects In Space'
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What a gorgeous description of your long lost skating world, Bev. I love your writing.
I'm still pleasantly boggled at the roller skating lessons and competitive troupes.
Though the actual fragging has not started yet, I present the first frag and post!
We're trying to get the two damned X-boxes in ND's house to work. One is working, the other is not.
Crap. Is the malfunctioning box the one with the recently reformatted hard drive?
If it's just messing about within the LAN, take it to Live and see if it works there.
Seems like they have indeed started fragging...
I'm still waiting on Drew to call me to let me know who is who so we can tell all the Noise Designs apart...
That Joe in 4th place?
No idea. Drew forgot to call me to tell me who is who, so it's all guesswork. Is Kristin working or is she at home?
Gee, Nora, that sounds more like the Bataan Death March than Christmas cheer.
Yeah. It would have all been quite doable and pleasant enough (though still exhausting and mildly travel-related stressful) if it weren't for the really horrible realization and witnessing of the deterioration of Tom's mother's mind.
It was hard. It is hard.
Im'a go back and delete tired whinings.
ps, sorry for unloading so... um... heavily.
ps, sorry for unloading so... um... heavily.
It was no burden, Nora. It's why we're here.
the really horrible realization and witnessing of the deterioration of Tom's mother's mind.
That is an awful feeling. I'm so sorry, sweetie. I wish I was there to give you a BIIIIIIIIIIG hug. Huge, Alaska-sized hug.