i am nailed to the hull
Oct. 7th, 2002 10:50 amNot much going on, really. Have lost some weight and built up some strength so that I no longer disgust myself. Got a new reading lamp, much brighter and with a pointy high beam, so that when I read at night, surrounded by bemused plushies, it's like being at sleepaway camp. Bought socks. Been making stuff, but nothing finished to show you. Trimmed trees. Put the patio furniture in the shed. Am in epic battle with Office Depot concerning defective glue sticks.
Oddly content.
Oddly content.
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Need to do that. Please tell me it was through some kind of magic.
Sigh.
*goes
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Date: 2002-10-07 09:11 am (UTC)Still, no one is more surprised than I am.
no more elevators for me.
Date: 2002-10-07 09:19 am (UTC)I mean, if they can split Siamese Twins, surely they can fix me up!
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Date: 2002-10-07 09:33 am (UTC)I have many bemused plushies myself. You should see our moose. He likes jazz and Edith Piaf.
Re: no more elevators for me.
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Date: 2002-10-07 09:39 am (UTC)My plushie chameleon likes to sing "O Holy Night."
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*devours Pocky and runs away screaming something about a chick and it's shell*
Re: no more elevators for me.
Date: 2002-10-07 10:05 am (UTC):)
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Date: 2002-10-07 10:35 am (UTC)Re: no more elevators for me.