This, too
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It is windy, here. And there's chainsaws and kookaburras.
I have nightmared it up a bit and not slept through in a fortnight. Last night it was cats trying to kill our cat. Then the rest of us. As it turned out, they were invincible cats, too. Then I went to India.
Damn it, I missed Home and Away and Family Affairs, again! Folk were watching tennis, and then I had to to take a hammer to a dozen fence pannels (and nextdoor's tellis), which is less fun than it sounds.*
Let's see how I walk from the chippy to home, eh? Because we're bored, shut up.
Must remember to tidy-up this page, really. Must. Later.
I have argued, a little bit, on matters political. She has played the age/education/experience card. I have been infuriated. She has possibly enjoyed this. Bitch. I miss her.
I am very tired, and I am going back to bed, again. If you wake me up, you'd better bring good. Or I shall spit on you.
*Lie.
10:44 p.m. - 2005-07-06
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