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On top of my allergies comming out today in all thier annoying glory, I also seem to have a code in my node. I hate it when I'm too sick to want to do anything, but not quite sick enough to justify staying home. And since the higher ups make such a stinker poo about people calling in sick, not when you call in, but later at review time it comes back to haunt you. I already called in once this week when Warren was sick (any guess who gave me these lovely germs), I sucked it up and muddled on thru. It was quite obvious to my customers that I was sick, more than a few asked me about it. Not that talking like I have cotton nose (in between it doing the 500 yard dash), didn't make it obvious.
Since it's Friday, I'm shirking my mom duties and letting Warren make a frozen pizza. I'm to damn worn out to cook. I'm having chicken noodle soup and as much Rooibos (red tea) as I can drink. If you've never heard of it, or try it, you really don't know what you've been missing. Those South African's have one hella great tea, and it's good for you too.
I should have known it was going to be a long day when I woke up at 4am and couldn't get back to sleep. Television at that hour is beyond crappy. I want to lie down now, but every joint hurts and I hate it when I can't get comfortable. The landlord is also comming by tonight to pick up the rent. The last person I want to deal with.
Speaking of evil children my son and his best bud are back again, wanting to use the computer. Joy Joy.. Noise noise noise... I'm so not in the dealing with people mood. Tonight I live up to my user name.
Achoo..excuse me.. at least I'm under the influence of drugs (relax they're legal and over the counter), so there's always that.
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~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.