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Posted on 11/03/2004 6:16:42 PM PST by HairOfTheDog
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So... there I was at 30,000 feet when...
Huh?
I definitely want some of what you're drinkin'!
hehehe... that's just my standard thing to say when I don't have anything else to say.
Oh. OK then.
I ~still~ want some of whatever you're having! *laugh*
Transmission...hmmm...is that very expensive?
Not that it matters, even slightly expensive is outta the question! Especially if we have any hope for the jedis to have some sort of Christmas.
There's a kind of peace with knowing that there's really no point worrying about getting the car fixed! At least for the rest of this year. We'll see after income tax time...we always get a bit back.
I really am amazingly cheerful. I've got a great life...not so good materially, but just great otherwise.
though... there was a really funny woman seated next to me for the flight down today. She was a nervous wreck, popping Valium like tic-tics. Completely freaked out that she might miss her connection... not because of the delay it would cause, but because she was afraid that her baggage would get to the destination before she did. It was really odd.
I decided to sleep. had a crummy middle seat and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
That would be a double wild turkey, neat. :-)
happiness and material things are completely unrelated. just look at Tarayzza. :-)
Exactly, my FRiend! I've got a great family, really sweet neighbors, trusting friendships and some pretty nice chickens... Tarayzza never had it so good! :-)
*waving at the Hobbit Hole's Beacon of Optimism*
No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.
~Euripides
That would weird me out too. She must have had a stash of some sort in that bag to be so worried about it arriving before her.
And middle seats are the absolute worst!
My stars, Corin! I thought you were on the mend!
Me too 2J, several times. It's the illness that wouldn't die.
So, I just guess I will...
Now just SHUSH! Not funny!
You know what you need? Ocean air.
Get thee to the beach ASAP and spend a day breathing in the breeze off the waves to clear out the crap.
And remember you've got plenty of friends in sunny Miami!
You should go in for tests...
I don't know what tests, but that's what I think...
Like in the hospital!
I'm convinced God made me to live on the shore. Maybe I should join the Coast Guard Auxiliary.
AAACCK! That's where all the germs are.
Wife said she really gets frustrated because the doctor has never heard one of my coughing fits. Trouble is, I can't make happen on command. Maybe I should carry a recorder.
I'm off Thursday for Veteran's day. If the antibiotics aren't working, I'll go see him again.
I'm wondering if it's not something environmental? Something in your workplace or home?
I dunno...hmmm...I'm tired and maybe not making much sense (or even less sense than usual.) Also, I'm dreadfully behind in what's going on in the Hole since my absence.
Hate them middle seats. We were about to pull away from the gate, and they let us move around to fill some empty seats... I got an aisle with nobody in the middle.
But then a bunch of late-comers boarded at literally the last second... and I had to go back to my middle seat. Nuts. :-)
It's what i get for waiting too long to ticket my flight. I get much better seating if I get it more than a week in advance, but this one I neglected until like last thursday... my own dumb fault it is.
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