I read that as Sesame Saint Xmas.
Much love, Sean.
'Out Of Gas'
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I read that as Sesame Saint Xmas.
Much love, Sean.
Sean, I hate that you are having such a sucky Christmas. I wish better things for you. I wish that I could do better than wish for you send more love.
ETA: because someone reminded me that I could do more than wish.
I'm going to call my mother for Christmas.
Cover me, I'm going in.
ETA: Line's busy, reprieve.
teaching mom & her bf how to use their computers & internet. Fun!
{{{{{Sean}}}}}}
teaching mom & her bf how to use their computers & internet. Fun!
Yeah, that's the kind of fun that's not.
IOChristmasN I did get through to my mom. A bit of mom~ma if you please - she had a chest x-ray and CAT scan after a bout of flu-like illness, which showed some spot(s) on her lungs. She was offered the choice of a needle biopsy or waiting a couple months to do another chest x-ray. She has joined Team Procrastination (for which I can't blame her) Her doc says this might be some left-over pneumonia (!?!), or scarring from having whooping cough as a child, or of course it might be a tumor. I can't say I blame her for not wanting them to shove a needle in through her chest wall, into her lung to find out fast.
Yikes! mom~ma!
Gracious! Much healing Mom ~ma coming MomofAndi's way.
Oh no, Andi! ~ma to her and to you. And I would agree that nobody wants a needle shoved into their chest cavity for Christmas. Or any day, really.
Lovely day overall, including an extensive text conversation with a boy I rather fancy but haven't met yet. Now to sleep. G'night, everyone. Love love love.
Christmas got better. Working things out with the landlord now that he's gone. Got to talk to some family and old friends, too. Love you guys