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Anyone who leaves the birthday party early will be missing out on a big treat. A special surprise has been planned for around 11:00. I can hardly wait!
I think my monitor is dying. At first, I thought it was just my migraine hallucinations twigging, but now I'm certain that the screen display is contracting and expanding slightly every now and then. Not good. Monitors aren't cheap, and I am! No money will do that. Argh.
Yesterday, when I arrived at work, I realized my keys were gone. I still had the keys to the store, but everything else was missing. I dearly hope they turn up in my dance bag (which is now at the store). Otherwise, I don't know how I'm going to manage. Among the missing are the only key for my bike lock, the only key for my storage locker, and keys for the apartment, f00's bike, and my post office box. If I can't find the keys, how will I be able to ride my bike again? It's held in bondage by one of those heavy-duty D-locks. I can always just tear the storage door from the hinges (if necessary), but my bike is leaving me flummoxed.
A woman showed up at the store yesterday, and Megan, one of the girls I work with said, "I love your dress!"
The woman replied by saying, "Oh, this thing is really old, like me."
"You're not old," said Megan.
She looked at both of us and said bitterly, "See what you say when you're in your forties."
"You don't look like you're in your forties," said Megan, but the decrepit woman in the ancient dress was shuffling away.
Gah! People with such intense self-deprecation really piss me off! Why can't they just say thank you to a compliment? Such an advertisement of low self-esteem is just as off-putting as any egomaniac who won't stop following you around to tell you how much better than you they are.
Anyhow, I'm busy cleaning the apartment up in preparations for tonight, and this afternoon, I have to take a spin by work for a couple of hours. I need to see a man about some stones. Specifically, I think he's bringing in some Botswani agate for my perusal, and maybe even some amethyst and labrodorite arrowheads. Normally, arrowheads don't do much for me, but I think the labradorite ones would be spectacular as a centrepiece for a circlet. And the amethyst ones are just plain pretty, and would look nice on a necklace.
Now, back to the noxious task that is cleaning and tidying the living room and kitchen. Bah!
I think my monitor is dying. At first, I thought it was just my migraine hallucinations twigging, but now I'm certain that the screen display is contracting and expanding slightly every now and then. Not good. Monitors aren't cheap, and I am! No money will do that. Argh.
Yesterday, when I arrived at work, I realized my keys were gone. I still had the keys to the store, but everything else was missing. I dearly hope they turn up in my dance bag (which is now at the store). Otherwise, I don't know how I'm going to manage. Among the missing are the only key for my bike lock, the only key for my storage locker, and keys for the apartment, f00's bike, and my post office box. If I can't find the keys, how will I be able to ride my bike again? It's held in bondage by one of those heavy-duty D-locks. I can always just tear the storage door from the hinges (if necessary), but my bike is leaving me flummoxed.
A woman showed up at the store yesterday, and Megan, one of the girls I work with said, "I love your dress!"
The woman replied by saying, "Oh, this thing is really old, like me."
"You're not old," said Megan.
She looked at both of us and said bitterly, "See what you say when you're in your forties."
"You don't look like you're in your forties," said Megan, but the decrepit woman in the ancient dress was shuffling away.
Gah! People with such intense self-deprecation really piss me off! Why can't they just say thank you to a compliment? Such an advertisement of low self-esteem is just as off-putting as any egomaniac who won't stop following you around to tell you how much better than you they are.
Anyhow, I'm busy cleaning the apartment up in preparations for tonight, and this afternoon, I have to take a spin by work for a couple of hours. I need to see a man about some stones. Specifically, I think he's bringing in some Botswani agate for my perusal, and maybe even some amethyst and labrodorite arrowheads. Normally, arrowheads don't do much for me, but I think the labradorite ones would be spectacular as a centrepiece for a circlet. And the amethyst ones are just plain pretty, and would look nice on a necklace.
Now, back to the noxious task that is cleaning and tidying the living room and kitchen. Bah!
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Date: 2004-06-18 02:30 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-06-18 07:55 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-06-18 08:05 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-06-18 04:38 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-06-18 07:55 pm (UTC)From:labradorite arrowheads?!
Date: 2004-06-18 06:25 pm (UTC)From:labradorite's m'favorite ... i had a large chunk of it some time ago which i sliced up and gave most of away .. here's what i've got left:
Re: labradorite arrowheads?!
Date: 2004-06-18 07:54 pm (UTC)From:Labradorite can look really beautiful, or very plain, depending on the labradorescence!
Re: labradorite arrowheads?!
Date: 2004-06-19 01:35 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-06-18 06:52 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2004-06-18 07:23 pm (UTC)From:I just have to say...
Re: I just have to say...
Date: 2004-06-19 01:36 pm (UTC)From:You have no idea how much her mess has grown in the last 33 years, man. (Admittedly we've only been here for 5 or so, but that's enough, let me tell ya!)
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