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the last day of the last month

packages were mailed today, the rental returned, and the tape from yesterday reviewed by Gem. she was appalled.

it was the same guy that hit her car and proceeded to badmouth Antonino, although THEN he was a college professor and NOW he's an army colonel.

i'm still a little shook, to be honest. i couldn't watch the tape.

****

speaking of Antonino, he called to say he was picked up on a felony (driving related -- suspended license all the stuff they throw at you with it) and he's out for the count.

this makes me terribly sad, because he was getting his GED and trying to get his shit together, and now this.

his own fault, i know.

*sigh*

****

spoke with my son, who sounded much better when we said our cya laterz. the drama is still flaming on, but there's a redhead in the house that flames higher.

mark me, missy. i know you're reading. you fooled me once but you will not fool me again.

****

on a trip down the hall to score some ice-cold pepsi, i can tell this floor is going to rock later on. someone's cooking in 337; someone was getting their freak on in 335; a suspicious odor was coming from 333 and someone's ass was getting spanked in a big way in 332, from the sounds of it. (*THWACK!* "yes please, oh yes...."...i'm sure you get the picture.) i've already had one big dude knock on my door (by mistake, as it turns out, the dealing is across the hall) but after my foray, i'm keeping my nose stuck inside. phones are off, candles are lit, and i'm minding my own business, tyvm.

****

the knight is making me worry, health-wise. he tried to get in to the doc today, but they didn't have an opening and he refuses to go through the ER. (i don't blame him, especially today.) he was instructed to stay home, keep the legs elevated, and i know he's going to be a good boy and do that very thing.

not a bad position. heh.

****

i even napped. oh yes i did, and it was blissful and deep. despite the ten pound hairball crammed up my nether regions.

heh.

****

right now i'm going to fool with more pictures and maybe organize them a little better, and pop in the new Harry Potter that LB gifted me with for christmas. w00t!

one more blog entry for 2007 (maybe two, you know i have diarrhea of the keyboard) and i'll be done with the year. i can't say as i'm really heartbroken to see it go.

****

to all readers, constant and part-time: thanks for reading, and i sincerely hope the new year brings you everything you desire and so richly deserve. <3



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