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Grrrrr...
yes. Very much so.
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Working on the Steven King challenge thing. 9,762 words. Lotta words. My stories are making me cry. But not in a good way. See? Very sad.
The weather here in South Jersey is very warm. It's kind of odd. I took down Christmas decorations wearing a tee-shirt. Well, and pants of course, my neighborhood isn't that liberal. I took my perfect tree to the curb. It still smelled great. It was a good tree. The giant poinsettia still looks incredible, and considering that it's living with me, this is a miracle. I'll be sad when it dies, and yes, it's going to die. No tips on keeping a poinsettia for eternity. I don't care.
I'm contemplating moving my dad from the nearly unaffordable place he's living in now to a place we can afford. I've done some research and apparentally, no such thing exists. He could live here with us, but then again, I could also stab myself in the brain and save us all a lot of trouble.
I miss my Clitney. Who else is writing it beside me andsupercaptain182? Who's writing the Brex? Why is everyone writing Bruce/Clark?
I'm so grumpy....
ETA: I'm a little less grumpy now, thank youmyownghost so please let me say that it's not that I don't like Clark/Bruce, I've read wonderful stories with the two--I'm enjoying theclexfactor's excellent series, and jen_in_japan's incredible stories. It's just...once upon a time Brex ruled the land, and I miss those days. *sighs, lifts her enormous head up and waves her tiny arms about. "where are you, my sisters, where have you gone?"...stumbles into the tarpit...*
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shalowater I like her icons very much.Working on the Steven King challenge thing. 9,762 words. Lotta words. My stories are making me cry. But not in a good way. See? Very sad.
The weather here in South Jersey is very warm. It's kind of odd. I took down Christmas decorations wearing a tee-shirt. Well, and pants of course, my neighborhood isn't that liberal. I took my perfect tree to the curb. It still smelled great. It was a good tree. The giant poinsettia still looks incredible, and considering that it's living with me, this is a miracle. I'll be sad when it dies, and yes, it's going to die. No tips on keeping a poinsettia for eternity. I don't care.
I'm contemplating moving my dad from the nearly unaffordable place he's living in now to a place we can afford. I've done some research and apparentally, no such thing exists. He could live here with us, but then again, I could also stab myself in the brain and save us all a lot of trouble.
I miss my Clitney. Who else is writing it beside me and
supercaptain182? Who's writing the Brex? Why is everyone writing Bruce/Clark? I'm so grumpy....
ETA: I'm a little less grumpy now, thank you
myownghost so please let me say that it's not that I don't like Clark/Bruce, I've read wonderful stories with the two--I'm enjoying theclexfactor's excellent series, and jen_in_japan's incredible stories. It's just...once upon a time Brex ruled the land, and I miss those days. *sighs, lifts her enormous head up and waves her tiny arms about. "where are you, my sisters, where have you gone?"...stumbles into the tarpit...*
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Nooo, you must keep it until it turns brown and all the needles are littering your house and the last lingering scent of pine is long gone.
I'm contemplating moving my dad from the nearly unaffordable place he's living in now to a place we can afford. I've done some research and apparentally, no such thing exists. He could live here with us, but then again, I could also stab myself in the brain and save us all a lot of trouble.
I hope you can find something. It's hell out there. :kicks economy:
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