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Archive for January, 2007

Any Stargate fans out there? Huh? You know what I mean if you watch the show. If not, it’s a wonderful little gadget that can stun, kill, or disintegrate. I like that last one, myself. You have to shoot three times to do that: I would take great pleasure in pulling that trigger right now.
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Under the heading of, “It has to be HIS idea,” more moments of zen.
Last week, when we discovered that the shower floor had a dip in it, making one side of the base 3/4″ off level, I suggested we use thinset (a kind of mortar used for tiling shower walls and such) in order to [...]

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“You called me to see how I’m doing? Yeah, right. How many of my kidneys do you really want?”
“Any sentence you let me complete would be nice…”
“You are a spoiled little prick.”
“Next time, be sure to tell the same story the exact same way. Twentieth time’s a charm, and I hate change.”
“Thanks for asking.” And? [...]

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Meme’s the Word

I love these stupid things. I am just egocentric enough that I love blabbing my innermost secrets to total strangers. By the way, I’ve been in absentia for a few days. Didja miss me? No? Well, then. FINE.
OK, 5 more things you might not know about me.
1. I ran in the mass calf-catching contest for [...]

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I admit it. I am a sinner. I am a spiteful, conniving little brat with a chip on her shoulder. I sit around for hours, plotting how I will get my revenge on those who have wronged me, so if you have ideas, it would behoove you to turn around and run.
If you believe ALL [...]

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I missed my life. Somewhere in high school, I should have taken a step or made a choice or learned something that would have sent me down the path I was supposed to take. Instead, I am in a pseudo-existence, trapped and drowning. I just don’t know how to make this work anymore. Woe is [...]

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Five years ago, I bought a new shower. At the time, I actually had a guy who came in to clean a couple of times a month, and well, he was really good at stashing. You know what I mean: rather than actually throwing things away, he enabled my packrat tendencies a little too well.  He did [...]

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I just spent a day absolutely beside myself, distraught to the point of wailing over a leaky faucet. I will take a man who loves his cigars in the White House over a hormonal female ANY day.
Now, before you get your knickers all knotted, I am not suggesting that women are not qualified to hold [...]

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