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A Day in the Life
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What cheered you up today?
my dad tracked down this one guy who lived at the commune with us back in the early 70s that I have always remembered and wondered what happened to him. He lives in NYC and looks to be this really interesting, cool, amazing guy:
http://www.factorymade.org/about/inde...
I LOVE THE INTERNETS!
Also... I spent the night having dreams about an old flame from Ireland. My daughter and I were recording an album together and he was going to sing on it. Even when I can't be with people I love I at least get to spend time with them in my dreams. That makes me amazingly happy.
Also featured in the dream was some giant, black football player who I had won a bunch of money from at poker one night. His name was something like Guy DeBererdinas. My brain is an odd odd place.
http://www.factorymade.org/about/inde...
I LOVE THE INTERNETS!
Also... I spent the night having dreams about an old flame from Ireland. My daughter and I were recording an album together and he was going to sing on it. Even when I can't be with people I love I at least get to spend time with them in my dreams. That makes me amazingly happy.
Also featured in the dream was some giant, black football player who I had won a bunch of money from at poker one night. His name was something like Guy DeBererdinas. My brain is an odd odd place.

Bunny: I'll trade you my heat for your cooling off. I much prefer fall weather to summer. Not a summer person at all, particularly with the constant beating heat and humidity I get here in DC.

:)

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*giggles* I guess it's apt.


Misty, I'm closet cleaning today! I'm dreading it but I'm going to feel better afterwards, I'm sure. Tomorrow I'm tackling the basement...


I agree, happiness shared is happiness multiplied. What made me happy yesterday was putting on some Irish music, dancing jigs, and making my husband laugh. He's been down with strep throat for our vacation.
Luckily for me, there are no pix of that jig....
irish jigs are a sure way to happiness. They were created to distract people while they starved to death.

*stares into the void*

I'm cheery today because I cleared out some of my extra projects. I got the review done for a challenged book, got all the July orders sent in, finally, and did all the Interlibrary load requests. I'm free to just do the regular work!

What did you read?

Also, the walk to the gym was lovely. I'm sick of summer weather, so it was a nice dose of upper sixties, with a slight breeze, which is my favorite weather. Also, I got to see the lovely colors just before/during the sunrise.
Yay!


The first season of Veronica Mars is cheering me up. I'd never seen it but I bought the first season on a friend's recommendation and it's gooooood.
I love waking up early and working out. I already worked out too, Kelly...while watching Veronica Mars, actually.



I can't talk, though. I read the trashy tabaloids that people leave lying around. I always virtuously bring my New Yorker or my Economist, but half the time read those instead. Which is how I can say- has anyone else seen the fugly that is Hollywood shoe trends? It cheers me up that at least my shoes/feet area looks better than the bombshells strutting around red carpets. :)
Rereading Rebecca's plan to hunt for blackberries with a spear made me smile again, just now. :D
Taunting blackberries are evil!
Yeah, I know what you mean, Bunny. They look so beautiful, but it's just surface beauty. They have to get that film to them first, not be all shiny and bright and attractive.
Soon, I will be dragged to the blueberry fields for hours of picking "fun" with Chris.
Okay, one hour of blueberry picking IS fun, but then I'd like to do something else. Like, say, read a book. Chris, on the other hand, thinks about his blueberry needs for the year, and just keeps going, and going, like a blueberry Energizer Bunny.
Yeah, I know what you mean, Bunny. They look so beautiful, but it's just surface beauty. They have to get that film to them first, not be all shiny and bright and attractive.
Soon, I will be dragged to the blueberry fields for hours of picking "fun" with Chris.
Okay, one hour of blueberry picking IS fun, but then I'd like to do something else. Like, say, read a book. Chris, on the other hand, thinks about his blueberry needs for the year, and just keeps going, and going, like a blueberry Energizer Bunny.
I have taunting blackberries infiltrating my backyard, everywhere we don't cut them back. They are endemic here.
The blueberries are a ten minute drive, or a 20 minute bike ride, come to think of it.
The blueberries are a ten minute drive, or a 20 minute bike ride, come to think of it.
Blackberries: friend and foe! Hah! I'm glad they got your ex, Sarah. He should have listened to you.
And that's a sign, right there, that he was NO GOOD. He didn't listen to the Montambonator. Tsk tsk.
And that's a sign, right there, that he was NO GOOD. He didn't listen to the Montambonator. Tsk tsk.

Also, that stinky guy wasn’t on the train today.

For me, it's post mole-removal surgery, Ko. It wasn't a big deal, but I'm a delicate flower, so I'm making as much of it as I can for the sympathy.
Actually, it's a bit of a big deal, because when I think about the stitches, I get queased out for real. I HATE needles, and I can still remember the tugging sensation (it was numb, so no pain though).
:::Ack! Stop thinking about it, Jackie!:::
My arm is starting to be owie again, so it must be time for more Excedrin (and yes, my Excedrin is the generic, fake, cheap kind, too).
Actually, it's a bit of a big deal, because when I think about the stitches, I get queased out for real. I HATE needles, and I can still remember the tugging sensation (it was numb, so no pain though).
:::Ack! Stop thinking about it, Jackie!:::
My arm is starting to be owie again, so it must be time for more Excedrin (and yes, my Excedrin is the generic, fake, cheap kind, too).
You are a delicate flower, too, Ko, and sometimes that means you need a little extra TLC.
I've had more fake Excedrin, and am indulging in real (not diet) Coke, AND peanut M&M's with my afternoon banana, so I'm feeling dandy once again.
I've had more fake Excedrin, and am indulging in real (not diet) Coke, AND peanut M&M's with my afternoon banana, so I'm feeling dandy once again.
I'm feeling like a frazzled flower at the moment. I just went through boxes and boxes of weeds from the branches, full of yucky old dirty books, with worn corners, or crayon marks, or falling out pages, or water-damage. Lots of water-damaged books up here in the Pacific Northwest.
Mixed in with the crud are some books that are in okay condition, but they haven't checked out in a year or two. I look for the ones that might have a bit of life still left in them, and send them to other branches.
For the rest, if they aren't too bad, they get sold at library booksales. The cruddy ones get recycled.
Mixed in with the crud are some books that are in okay condition, but they haven't checked out in a year or two. I look for the ones that might have a bit of life still left in them, and send them to other branches.
For the rest, if they aren't too bad, they get sold at library booksales. The cruddy ones get recycled.
Books mentioned in this topic
The Glassblower of Murano (other topics)The Big Book for Peace (other topics)
*grabs spear*