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Aww.....

Jean-Luc's off for vacation so I don't have any daily commentors...:'(

Oh well.

The 4th is coming up next week, so my schedule is going to be all goofy...and I haven't even really gotten used to the new schedule yet!!! I do have a tendancy to get lonesome out in the plateroom...though Burgandy has promised to visit whenever she can! :D And my favorite pressman does come out once in a while. But he has to run the press and he's just waiting on the plates I'm making...so I know it's not to see me...but I can pretend can't I?!?!?! :P

My car is needing repair again...this time the clutch needs to be replaced, as well as the cv joint...meaning MONEY!!!! I'd switch to horse and buggy, but my horse would probably get sick and my buggy would break a wheel or something!

They are replacing the cupboards and counters in my apartment this week. Hopefully today. Campning out at MOm's in the hopes that I'll get some sleep...cuz I didn't sleep well today {they were working on the building next to mine and every time I almost drifted off...they'd throw something noisy into the dumpster!!!}...not that I'll sleep well here either....Liston's alarm clock has went off once while I've sat here and will probably go off again 2 or 3 or 4 more times before he actually gets up outa bed.

Such is life!

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Jean-Luc Picard said…
I'm back now, Ciera!

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