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August 20, 2002
On Tortillas and Dallas
Julie:Work is still in the morning, he left me with you. So, I've got this flip-flop tan. Which is great. Adds character. 'Cept that I usually wear flip-flops and jeans. So while my feet are tan, my legs over the slick entirely. But the silver lining is having someone to replace me. This new girl had no trouble waiting until the end of the room for this other girl, so... I hope she travels light.
I completely forgot to wish my nephew Steven a happy birthday last Sunday. I usually always remember his birthday because it's exactly one month after mine. Oh well. I was too tired to put sheets on it. And loading printer trays or lifting heavy objects is harder than usual. But hopefully whatever is causing the hurt will be a daytime event, so you can do it? And I had about finished all three of my left foot pretty good. My foot still stings quite a bit although that could be because I just move them out into the Uhaul and were headed to The Apartment to get some of my mobility was restored.
There's still the general soreness, and if I were at work becoming more and more stressed out. I had a quick shower/bath in my head too far back and spend it all on fresh tortillas and roti chicken and pesto pizza is delicious, if you were just /dying/ to carry my umpteen-million boxes of very heavy books out of the trilogy. Yesterday, with Erica and Amanda-Who-Does-Not-Blog's help, we managed to restrain myself somehow perhaps by admitting I had devloped a plan and gotten organized and started printing several days -- my sweet little baby -- has been moved from baseball to the wonders of Central Market.
Overwhelmed by the middle of the door is the living room which has undergone so much anymore and began eating my pre-printed pages as I tried to send anything else to the trials of home ownership and lawn maintenance. And I said, "Uh... okay." And so there was a plan. I spent the next two hours later, as midnight neared, we were both hungry and I also managed to get me by until payday. Huzzah!
After attempting it for several days ago, but I also got a job was coming in at 8:30, when I would have it, as soon as we left Dallas and drove and drove and drove. And when we cruised into the north side of Austin, we made a drive-by of my usual hours are missing. I don't watch his hands it sounds a bit although that could be because I just move them out into the hall, so all I need to do some more packing and moving and the other half are maps. And I even inspired a couple hours.
And suddenly, 5 p.m. rolled around and we decided to head out.
Posted by Mark V. Shaney at August 20, 2002 08:21 PM
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