If anyone is receiving a ton of alerts, it's because i'm transferring over more old entries from the previous journal. I'm finally at August of 2005...
Oh yea.. I'm right on top of things.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
I'm so Booooooring
I didn't do it!
Sorry...knee jerk reaction left over from who knows what.
So. Ok. What's been going on you ask? Not a damn thing. So I guess I really didn't do it afterall.
Another car bit the dust. uh yea. hmmm.
The termite man came by and wants $800 to treat the house. uh yea. hmmm.
High winds came and finally managed to do what 3 hurricanes couldn't.... destroyed my gazebo. Le sigh.
The pool boy (and yes he was everything a pool boy should be) came by and cleaned up the *formerly called Pool of Doom*. The kids were beginning to ask if we had a coy pond in the back yard instead of a swimming pool. Scarey. But it's all clean and bascially ready. We're just waiting on the weather to cooperate now.
I'm still living on the computer, just in a different fantasy world - WoW - rather than AOL.
*Adopted* son moved out and I told another *adopted* son in a loud and *ahem* stern voice (and I quote) "Do not spend another night in this house without paying rent."
He showed up with rent money a week later and moved in.
I need a cookie.
or two.
Sorry...knee jerk reaction left over from who knows what.
So. Ok. What's been going on you ask? Not a damn thing. So I guess I really didn't do it afterall.
Another car bit the dust. uh yea. hmmm.
The termite man came by and wants $800 to treat the house. uh yea. hmmm.
High winds came and finally managed to do what 3 hurricanes couldn't.... destroyed my gazebo. Le sigh.
The pool boy (and yes he was everything a pool boy should be) came by and cleaned up the *formerly called Pool of Doom*. The kids were beginning to ask if we had a coy pond in the back yard instead of a swimming pool. Scarey. But it's all clean and bascially ready. We're just waiting on the weather to cooperate now.
I'm still living on the computer, just in a different fantasy world - WoW - rather than AOL.
*Adopted* son moved out and I told another *adopted* son in a loud and *ahem* stern voice (and I quote) "Do not spend another night in this house without paying rent."
He showed up with rent money a week later and moved in.
I need a cookie.
or two.
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