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Today is one of those days where my mood matches the weather and both are leaning toward the grey side. Its raining puppies and kitties here right now, and my mood seems equally depressing. Not really depressed per se, just not not depressed if that makes any sense. I don't feel like doing anything, but I don't feel like not doing anything.
I'm liking the new digs much better. Have I mentioned it has all new carpet and blinds, and a brand new paint job, that the kitchen/bathroom floors are near new and are a much easier to clean faux tile, instead of that gawdawful linoleum most places have. I also have a lovely tall green tree with some sort of (presumably ornamental) berries on it, outside my bedroom window. When I lie on my bed I can watch the birdies.
Speaking of birds, I normally don't care for them, unless I can't hear them. The other day I was taking a call from a very lovely customer, but I wanted to crawl thru the phone and strangle her damn bird. I could barely hear her over the squawking and she acted like it wasn't even there. It drove me nuts, I'm a vegetarian but after that call I was having visons of roast bird.
Funny bird story, about 16 years ago (I was pregnant with Warren at the time), I was working for the same company believe it or not, only doing outgoing calls instead of incomming. I was talking to another lady, and I could hear loud crying and screaming in the back ground. I swear it sounded just like a colicy baby. After about 5 maybe ten minutes, if even that, I told her I could wait or call back if she wanted to go tend to the child.
"I don't have any kids??, OH you mean that noise, that's not a baby, that's my bird, he likes to copy what he hears"
Bird did a damn good imitation.
Today I need to run some errands, and finish unpacking arranging stuff and see if I can't get my mojo back. It seems to have gone on vacation without me.
At least Warren seems to be getting his grove back on.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ 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.