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Mar. 31st, 2005 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's been two hours and 49 minutes since my last pain med--that's 50 minutes longer than I've been able to go over the last couple weeks. I think I can hear my liver putting on a little party hat and throwing confetti around.
This is good, since tonight I'll be walking across Brookline to get to my work-mandated (well, "highly recommended") Time Management/Organize Your Life adult ed course. Whee, yippee. It's timely, though. I really need to sit down with my calendar and look at what I want to/need to accomplish, if not in my life, at least over this summer.
I'm in one of my periodic "Am I in a rut?" moods.
This is usually a sign I need a chocolate frappe.
Of course, in the right mood I can interpret the fact that I inhale oxygen as a sign that I need a chocolate frappe.
So there you go.
Suddenly I feel like I've slipped into the writing mode of one of
niecystrips's confessionals.
I could take the advice of one of the patrons in Pensacola. While I was shilling for the fire show, he grinned and say "Boy, you shud be in front of a whorehouse!" I *think* it was a compliment...
This is good, since tonight I'll be walking across Brookline to get to my work-mandated (well, "highly recommended") Time Management/Organize Your Life adult ed course. Whee, yippee. It's timely, though. I really need to sit down with my calendar and look at what I want to/need to accomplish, if not in my life, at least over this summer.
I'm in one of my periodic "Am I in a rut?" moods.
This is usually a sign I need a chocolate frappe.
Of course, in the right mood I can interpret the fact that I inhale oxygen as a sign that I need a chocolate frappe.
So there you go.
Suddenly I feel like I've slipped into the writing mode of one of
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I could take the advice of one of the patrons in Pensacola. While I was shilling for the fire show, he grinned and say "Boy, you shud be in front of a whorehouse!" I *think* it was a compliment...
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Date: 2005-03-31 05:26 pm (UTC)Mr. plays zombies-performance art-eats fire-and attracts wierdos-man!
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Date: 2005-03-31 06:04 pm (UTC)I mean, sure, I'm now a 60th level Weirdo Magnet. I've got *that* covered, at least. It's all the other areas that concern me sometimes.
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Date: 2005-03-31 06:22 pm (UTC)Now I'm envisioning the Starbucks across the street and the frappucinos they serve....
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Date: 2005-03-31 06:42 pm (UTC)Depends. Were you saying "hot hot hot! Naked Coeds!!" when you were shilling the fire show?? ;-)
Congrats on the pain management, even though Chocolate frappes are the best medicine!!
Pamela
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Date: 2005-04-03 11:27 pm (UTC)That's very cool.
(just joined the lj letterboxing community and saw your name)
Nifty.
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