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Honey is Sweet Wanna write, gotta run - 2008-11-07 I'm grateful for: a room that gets the morning sun; dogs in my room; a goat at the back door. Feeling a whole new person this morning. Yeah, I wish. I do feel better, I slept a whole five hours uninterrupted last night. So the current theory is, it's uninterrupted sleep, not how many hours I get. 'Cause I sure don't feel better due to getting enough. Have to dress and go shopping. Don't really want to move. I wish I could hack up this lung already and be done with it, the 'non-productive' cough is just about killing me. TH is driving me crazy. I need him to come shopping, though, 'cause I am just feeling to crappy to manage by myself. *sigh* What else? I dunno. Don't know why I'm bothering to write here. I guess it was something to do. We're up to at least 56 missiles. None of the recent ones near here, though. For a given definition of 'near.' Actually, now that I wrote that I realize that I have lots of stuff I want to mull about here - and absolutely no time to get into it, 'cause I have to get clothes on and get out already. So, that's sorted out. *sigh* Have a good day peoples! I'm listening to The Hungarian Philharmonic Orchestra, Janos Ferencsik conducting:Beethoven's Symphony No. 9 op. 125 D minor "Choral" - Allegro ma non troppo, un poco maestoso - I love this stuff, don't you? 0 bleats so far:: Yesterdays : Tomorrows ::
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