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April 07, 2002-6:16 p.m. It�s been a soggy weekend in Sa-land. It has rained practically the entire weekend. I spent the lion�s share of yesterday napping. I�m old and I was really exhausted after the big cow chase Friday night. Plus, it was raining. Oh and then there was the depression and disappointment at not making a small fortune with the proceeds from my fundraiser, although I know Kathy was relieved that her generous bid of a buck was surpassed by the largesse of Phil�s tenner. That kind of stress'll beat a person down and make �em want to nap, too! I suppose should probably start preparing y�all now. They have found a desk for the trucker�s daughter in the training department and she will be moving there as soon as she returns from her �common law� honeymoon. That�s right�TD and honeymoon in the same sentence. It seems she�s decided to give her alcoholic, ex-con, ex-husband another go around! I�m sort of sorry that I�ll miss out on all of her amusing anecdotes about married-again life. *snort* Actually, if the past is any indication, people just love to share her stories with me so I�m sure there will be some further adventures detailed here. They�ll just be more hearsay than actual first person observation. I doubt you�ll even notice the difference. I'm just sayin', is all. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
