Today I reached The Point. This deadly Point at which I decide that I don’t care who you are or what you want, if you can’t show me where it says in my job description that what you want is part of my duties, get the *bleep* out of my office. Honestly. I don’t think […]
I’m not the only one. I remember reading about a backlash to the “get the kids in every class/activity/team/whatever possible” thing, where parents were taking a stand, realizing we were expecting too much, and attempting to let their kids be kids. Well, whatever it’s called, I’m in that group. Hope had karate twice a week
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Start with the bad news. My dog is not feeling well. I’ve cleaned up several–incidents–already. And he wants to sit on me–not a good time for that–and be with me and be close to me and get stepped on by me… I’ve cleaned up two Hope incidents too, and I had to pick her up
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Today I gave up downloading from WalMart.com, and turned to Napster. For $0.11 more, I might (haven’t tried it yet, but I have faith) be able to burn my paid-for songs to a cd I can take to work. It didn’t work with WalMart, not to mention once it was four days before I could
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This is not a morning after blog, though I’m going to have to change the date again. This is a why-the-bleep-am-I-still-awake, blog-and-go-to-flipping-bed blog. Mission Accomplished is the name of the fanfic chapter I uploaded today, and it’s also the status of mailing off my manuscript to New York. ::gasp:: Never thought I’d actually send it,
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Schu is evil. Oh, wait, I said that, didn’t I? *snicker* I’m blogging the next morning again, but I’ll set the date to Friday, ’cause this will (mostly) be about Friday. Though I do want to say it seems like someone’s got a nasty sense of humor. I’m a night owl, (isn’t that redundant? C’est
If you didn’t know Schu was evil, you haven’t been paying attention. Why is it the more fun a person is to write, the more I really don’t think I’d like to meet them in real life? Ah well. Must go to bed. I’ve got to start getting seven hours of sleep, preferably more. I