Everything I start to type sounds stupid. Backspace, delete once more.
I have conversations with you in my head. With you and you and you. I read your posts and I answer back, sometimes in writing, but often in my head where you can’t hear me but whole conversations take place there in the ether of my brain, where I fondly imagine that since we have a connection, you hear me anyway, or at least your ears are burning.
This whole internet friendship things is so strange and marvelous. It makes me marvel. Even with those of you whom I have met, I am still amazed that these friendships seem to be so much more THERE than old friendships I had with people who no longer keep in touch, people I once thought closer than sisters. You all fill me up and bring me tears and smiles and laughter every day.
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Today was a tough day at work. I actually felt as if I’d been physically beaten when I walked out the door into the frigid evening to come home. Not because of anything in particular, just a typical busy as hell day and the fact that I only had today and now only have tomorrow to get everything done before the holidays. Tomorrow will be more of the same, I suspect, but it is the last day before vacation, so I will get through it and then come home and collapse, muddy and exhausted.
I asked my boss for a cloning machine for Christmas because I have a feeling that I will really need another me come first quarter, but she just laughed. She doesn’t seem to realize that I’m quite serious. *sigh*
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Remind me to post some pictures of the hat Martin made, it’s really cool.
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I just took my brain out and shook it, but no, that seems to be all that is in there for now.
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Pouncy Flouncy Bouncy Mounds of Giant Birthday Wishes to darlingwee!