I am over at my guy's house, typing this entry up on his computer. On my Mac, the keyboard has flat keys, which I have quickly become accustomed to. This computer, on the other hand, has a keyboard with raised keys. I feel like I am typing with two left hands. I have to go back, every other word, to correct a mistake. I swear...I feel like a total ( Read more... )

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Forty-five minutes until my sweetie-pie gets here. I haven't even started packing for the over-night visit. Most likely, my procrastination will lead to forgetting something. Deodorant, or a toothbrush...my phone cord. Something that should get packed won't...I can guarantee that. But, oh well. Life will go on ( Read more... )

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After writing yesterday's--well, lets just call it for what it is--pathetic post, I was tired. But, knowing it was too early to go to bed, I decided to indulge myself with a rather healthy dose of limoncello. I grabbed the afghan I am currently crocheting for myself--a scrap afghan, which will use pretty much all of the yarn in my stash--and sat on ( Read more... )