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Have runny nose. Have watery eyes. Have body aches. Have cough. Have pervasive yuck. Am alone. Need meds. Went to store in less than sharp shape. Needed meds and tissues. Wandered about store. Co...

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It’s a war of opposable thumbs versus the one-working-braincell-between-the-two-duo. For the last few days the kittens have been winning, striking major blows in their natural need to destroy a...

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Esme, like most of her species, has an inborn aversion to water. Unfortunately, also true to her species, she is a slave to curiosity. Sometimes the combination of these two traits can get a si...

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It was a private comment but it did make me think about what other people might make of my journal. Being what I’m thinking about tonight, that train of thought becomes my entry and most of my e...

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I’m on a deadline. I should be working, working, working. I’ve got less than two weeks until my first craft fair, my first sales venue since Katrina, and I think I don’t have enough inventory o...

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The kittens are doing quite well, thank you very much. The plan was to get two kittens, rather than one, to fill the void left in Lucy’s life after Tessa passed. It seemed cruel to me to let Lucy...

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It’s a beautiful song. I’ve known it nearly all my life and it moves me in ways I can neither understand nor articulate. Yet every time I hear it, it stirs in me both these inexplicable emotion...

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There’s the old question about the glass. How you look at the glass, how you answer the question, is supposed to say a lot about you. I suppose that’s true. Some people say the glass is half empt...

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Nathe can be so exasperating. You never do know when he is telling you something true or lying for his own amusement. By this late stage in our siblinghood you would think I’d have a clue. Trut...

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Apologies in advance. I have been wanting to write the second half of this entry but have been completely unable to go there until I wrote the first half. Totally ridiculous, of that I am aware,...

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I don’t get up each morning and check the floors for accidents that need to be cleaned up right away. I don’t run a special wash load of old towel kitty pads every other day. I don’t set out supp...

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I knew that I couldn’t go anywhere for my vacation this summer. The thousands of dollars I put on my credit cards to pay for the foundation work on the house guaranteed that. No vacation this s...

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I work on the arm, going to physical therapy twice a week, following a regime of prescribed exercises several times a day at home, wearing the brace at night. It is annoying, painful, and slow-g...

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I’d like to say things have turned around this week and that I am feeling physically better and emotionally more hopeful. Well, I pretty much don’t get what I like lately, so you basically know ...

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It’s the giving up of things, the erosion of all those things gave you comfort, the inexorable diminishment of your life by slow degrees that is so hard to bear. I have had a knack for forgetting...

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Seven weeks since I broke my arm and things have been fairly bad. It wasn’t just the constant pain and the disability. It wasn’t just the house falling down around my ears or the amped up stres...

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Okay, if the kid had been older I would have written him a detention for being inappropriate and a smart ass, but he was just an earnestly ignorant eighth grader. He really didn’t mean anything ...

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Wasn’t sure for a while there but the balance is finally shifting a bit. I am no longer spending 100 percent of my time fixated on pain - how much I have, how long until the next pill, how little...

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Right now (19) I am - Writing this entry with one hand while I - Listen to a romantic comedy movie as I - Shovel the (18) occasional spoonful of cereal sloppily into my mouth (with my left hand...

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One handed typing so there’ll be a lot of short choppy sentences. Oh well. The major damage is the broken arm. Both bones in the forearm. Luckily they’re not displaced so I’ll just need casti...

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Out of shape? Trying to get better? Bicycle for sale? Test ride? Pot hole? Chubby middle-aged woman in spectacular somersault over the handle-bars? Face plant on concrete? Elbow to the pave...

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The train was moving at a snail’s pace and it was a looooong train. Car after car after car just crawled past, not twenty feet on the other side of my windshield. Clack, pause, clack, pause, cl...

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Rubber bracelets, there’s one for every cause - diseases, sobriety, religious groups… All sorts of concepts and mottoes are stamped on every colour conceivable and worn to proclaim support. The...

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Okay. I came here to write something. I didn’t really have anything to say, life’s kind of non-narrateable right now, but I thought, go to the page and something to write will come. Sometimes it ...

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Always remember, Two wrongs don’t make a right, But three lefts do.

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