Category: daily drivel
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weeds
Want some books? I’ve been in the basement lair this morning weeding books from our collection. Lots of the books have got to go. We’ve been hanging on to so many books that we don’t read and, so far as I know, have no sentimental attachment to, and I’ve collected – no, a more accurate… Read.
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craptaculous
The song stuck in my head this morning is Oh What A Night. I have never liked this song. Never. I loathed it the first time I heard it. Loathed. “Hate” is too weak a word to describe my feelings toward this song. Only loathed comes close. It’s not that there’s nothing redeeming about the… Read.
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raccoons
I could have slept in until five-thirty this morning if the raccoons hadn’t come. I have the day off from work today. My Darling B doesn’t, though, and somebody’s got to make the coffee for her, so I set my alarm last night to get me up at five-thirty. As it turned out, I didn’t… Read.
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shelf life
Moving books again. I love books, but I’m getting just a little tired of moving them around all the time. I built a set of book shelves in my basement lair, which means I had to move the 400 or so books that were stacked up on the cheap-ass book shelves I was using in… Read.
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birthday
If you ever have occasion to visit the Madison Surgery Center to get some surgery done, be prepared to introduce yourself to everyone you meet by giving your first and last name and your birth date, because if you don’t, everyone’s going to ask when you were born and you’re just going to have to… Read.
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seven
Coming soon to your solar system: 7 Minutes Of Terror! Invaders from another planet, that’s us! Read.
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orifaces
All right, the bathroom is clean. I ain’t doin’ a goddamn thing the rest of the day, except taking a walk to the store in about a half-hour to pick up a six-pack of Gatorade and a tube of Desitin. The Gatorade’s to keep me hydrated and replenish my electrolytes. You figure out what the… Read.
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the plan
The dishes are washed and drip-drying on the countertop, the cat dishes are washed and filled, I ate the last solid food I’ll have until tomorrow, and that’s everything I had planned for today. There’s nothing else. Oh, shit, there is something – I planned to clean the bathroom. Dammit! I hate cleaning the bathroom,… Read.
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cement
I’ve just eaten my last solid meal until tomorrow afternoon, a single egg, scrambled, plain. I’m already feeling hungry. Cleaning up afterwards, I had to wonder for the millionth time: What the hell is it about eggs that makes them stickier than rubber cement? Just like every time before this, I had to do a… Read.
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full stop
Today’s the day that I have to stop eating in preparation for my procedure tomorrow morning. I’m allowed a light breakfast this morning, so long as I eat it before ten o’clock, and I’ve already eaten half of it: two pieces of toasted white bread. I’m also allowed eggs, but I’m holding off until nine… Read.
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