MissMeliss | August 30, 2002
I was going to do this whole long post about how Fuzzy was in a car accident last night, and Forester Gump isn't driveable (drivable? Whatever.) and was towed to Parts Unknown, and how we spent the evening melting in the emergency waiting room at Kaiser, but I'm tired, and recounting it isn't a purge, [...]
MissMeliss | August 27, 2002
I woke up from a nightmare to a room that was too-hot, and I couldn't remember why. Opening my eyes, I realized the shade on the bedroom window had been pulled down, and no air was coming in. I staid in bed a while, eyes closed, listening to the rhythm of Fuzzy and the dogs [...]
MissMeliss | August 25, 2002
In order for anyone reading this to really understand its significance, you need to understand that my mother and stepfather are no mere “dollar voters” (those folks who read their organization's newsletter to decide which pizza company to boycott that week), but Capital-A Activists. When I was twelve, for example, they were instrumental in starting [...]
MissMeliss | August 22, 2002
So, we got home from work around nine last night, after a jam-packed day of phoning, faxing, and printing for me, and rebuilding a network for Fuzzy. Now that the dogs are staying outside during the day, we really need to be better about getting home at decent hours, because Zorro doesn't handle chilly weather [...]
MissMeliss | August 22, 2002
On Monday, our work day ended in drama. There's a new upscale retail/condo development about a city-block from my office, and that afternoon it literally went up in smoke, ultimately becoming an eight-alarm fire. It was breezy that day, and as a result, burning embers were carried across the neighborhood. From our office windows, we [...]
MissMeliss | August 21, 2002
So pointed me toward cainer.com, and I have to say, that though I almost never read horoscopes, I get a kick out of the way this guy writes. Here's what he said about Leo's today: Imagine what this world would be like if we all understood one another. No soap operas, no farces, no comedies [...]
MissMeliss | August 20, 2002
We ran out of Fuzzy's favorite toothpaste a couple days ago, and since there's been no time to go shopping, we've been raiding the tubes we bought while on various vacations. This week, we're using a tube of Canadian Colgate, instead of our usual American AquaFresh. I'd noticed when we were in Baja for Christmas, [...]
MissMeliss | August 20, 2002
So, I just got off the phone with my realtor Anne Hansen, and she said she'd received a full price offer on our townhouse today. Yes! The buyer has asked that we pay for Section I termite items, which is a normal seller-paid cost anyway, and any HOA transfer fees, which our HOA doesn't charge. [...]
MissMeliss | August 19, 2002
We worked like dogs, and my day off that was supposed to be a rest day for my birthday ended up being a workday. It's good that we never bothered to confirm plans for dinner last night, because at midnight, I was still painting the entry. We tried hard to match the original color, but [...]
MissMeliss | August 16, 2002
Since I'm not going to work tomorrow, the guys decided a birthday lunch was in order for me today. Our company president bought lunch for the whole company for the occasion. Just Bento Boxes, but what an interesting mix of veggies in the tempura: It included asparagus and ube (a veryvery purple yam). Yum. /And/ [...]
In a mood of faith and hope my work goes on. A ream of fresh paper lies on my desk waiting for the next book. I am a writer and I take up my pen to write.
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