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1999 april 19
monday, monday
i am irritated that i cannot get the fine art of surfacing on cd.
i am sad, and somewhat covered in goosebumps, that i can no longer drive from here to there without seeing at least one roadkill victim: opossums, raccoons, cats, dogs, deer, unidentifiable bits of blood, fluff and guts being feasted upon by shiny black crows.
i am most forlorn that i thought i had found the perfect present for my dad for father's day -- a wooden box inlaid with two bears, one standing in front of the other, and as his family nickname is bear and i was envisioning me as the little bear and he as the larger, it was perfect -- until gene said, "looks like two bears humping" and then there was no way i could give it to my dad.
[okay, gene was right, it did look a little like two bears getting it on ]
but mostly, more than anything else, i am an ungrateful twit for not talking about the wonderful weekend i had, all the flowers we saw and the blue sky and the warm soft dirt between my toes, the ice cream cones and the fresh potted herbs, the scrumptious loaf of bread i baked for sunday breakfast and the mediterranean flank steak gene made for dinner, because all i can think about is how much i do not want to go to work this morning.
never fear, the normally much more upbeat claire shall return anon.
tell me why, claire
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