I read my fill last night. I think my fill was a grand total of three. Someone on my flist linked to a report by an AOL blogger who'd been in a writing class with him. He linked to two of the shooter's very disturbing plays. I wish I hadn't read them, and had stuck to the Globe's coverage.
Yesterday, someone mentioned being naturally concerned that the shooter's resident status was mentioned. In the article I read in
The Boston Globe,
it was mentioned to note that he was legally entitled to buy guns.
Thanks for the link, Jesse. Did you see that sarameg posted a comment about Mister Kitty?
Mac is so handsome. He also looks really happy and healthy. His haircut looks good on him too, msbelle.
Thanks, Jesse!
I think my dear departed Toshiro may have been fatter at one point. People used to laugh when they saw him....
Mac is so cute and his hair looks sharp.
I am so tired. Kill me now. Also, it seems that when I miss the first bunch of buses that leave at around 8:05 and gets me to work right on time, and get one of the buses that leaves 15 minutes later, I end up being oh, 40 minutes late arriving for work. That still didn't stop me from getting coffee on my way today. No coffee, no brain function.
I had a moment of panic when I got to work, because I thought I was relatively on time, but the receptionist was already here! She's never here until like 9:30! But then I looked at the clock, and sure enough, it was only ten past. Phew.
Mac is so handsome with his new haircut.
Me getting to work by 9:30 counts as an accomplishment. (Which I did.) (Today.)
My cold is not at all better.
I have no sick time.
This annoys me.
Me getting to work by 9:30 counts as an accomplishment.
I aim for 9:15, and generally hit it. My boss is still out sick today -- yikes! She hasn't been in the office since last Wednesday.
