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  • I hate the holidays now. It just sucks when two of the most important people to you as a child are just gone. Where's the family in that? 8 hrs ago
  • As much as I would have liked to keep the money for the Wii and use it for something else, Xmas presents aren't always refundable. 1 day ago
  • We got a Wii! 2 days ago
  • Argh, I don't want to go to sleep but it feels like I need to go to bed. :( 3 days ago
  • I can't wait till J. gets back home from work. He'll be working late tonight, more than likely. 3 days ago

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Archive for August 8th, 2007

I’m in a Rather Immense Amount of Pain.

And I can’t get comfortable unless I lay down. Guess what I’m doing? Sitting up.
It’s just my insides being sore and evil and raw. I don’t always get along with my insides. Sometimes, I think they hate me.
That and my lower back has been trying to kill me for the past week.
But that’s what I [...]

About My Tip Jar.

Well, it had to be done sometime, no?
My little PayPal “Donate” button is my tip jar. You know, like at a restaurant. You like the service or the food or something about the place, so you drop in a couple of cents or a dollar.
That’s what my tip jar is for.
I’m not rich; I have [...]