Tonight, at about sundown, I was sitting in my usual spot, binoculars in hand, watching for any cool bird activity. I happened to look down at the little ravine that runs next to the building, and I saw what at first, I believed to be an old woman. Then, I thought it was an old man, who was possibly walking a dog, because he/she kept talking. No dog ever showed up, and after I looked through my binoculars, I noted the following:

Old man. Wearing thong-type shoes. Fuscia stretch pants. Boxer shorts OVER fuscia stretch pants. Leather-type jacket. Hmmmmmmm. He wandered through the ravine and picked up a couple of soda bottles, which he stashed in his jacket pockets. After a time, he ambled on down the street. I wonder how far he got...

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I overslept this morning. I forgot to set the alarm. When I awoke, I noticed it was kind of light out. I stretched, and thought how lovely it was to sleep in on a Saturday morning....... Aaaaaahhh! It was nearly 8 a.m. - when we're supposed to be in the car, hurtling towards the day.

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After nearly 20 years as a professional secretary, I figured out something today. If I throw out stuff that's 4 years old, I can free up file drawers for the newer stuff! What a revelation!!!! I was shredding the past like a mutha this afternoon. I have places to file things now. I feel like a new woman....

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This guy, Jim called me tonight. He calls from time to time, just to shoot the breeze. His AA birthday is tomorrow and he invited me to come to a meeting I used to attend, to see him get his cake. While I would love to be there, and support my buddy, I can't go. I just cannot be at that particular meeting, because that horrible ex-boyfriend might show up there. The idea of seeing him, gives me a full-fledged anxiety attack. Just being in the same room with that guy makes me want to run, screaming into the streets. Nope. I'll pass. I think I'll crack open the camera case and take photos of trees instead.

At Least I'm Not A Fuckwit!

not sure I like this tagline yet...

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