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Tonights entry is just gonna be a shorty. I just realized yesterday was my 200th entry. Yay me. My 100th entry was only in September. Wow.
Today I managed to stink up the whole office, or rather our side of it. Apparently when you microwave salmon loaf, the oder travels rather well, and if you don't like fish it is rather unpleasant. Oops.. They are going to hate me again tommorrow. I need to eat it, and I hate it cold. Too bad..
Tommorrow, as I found out 10 minutes before I left work, some magazine guy is comming to our office to shoot pictures. They are also doing some other articles or layouts on our account, so I have to be extra super woman office person tommorrow. Ick. Have I mentioned I hate having my picture taken, especially one a bunch of stangers are going to see, along with a pic of my little cube. I feel like putting down tape and making my own walls, like Les Nesman on WKRP: in Cincinati (now that I've totally aged my self out..) I have to go down and put my good pants in the wash, cause jeans and a Mt. Dew shirt just aren't going to cut it.
My son also informed me, that he decided he doesn't want to go to summer camp (family away camp, YMCA) this summer as we had talked, he decided he wants me to find him and art class. Lately he has been obsessed with drawing buildings. It used to be boats and trucks now its buildings. So I am checking Moorhead community ed, adn the local Universities. Maybe Yunker farm would have one, though I doubt its what he wants. He checked out a book on drawing buildings, and really seems to be interested in it. I want to encourage him, but I am limited financially to how much I can encourage. Art is not my best subject, so I make a lousy teacher. Who knows maybe the fortunes will smile on us and we can do both.
Now if you will excuse me, my foot is under attack by something furry, and feline in nature.
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.