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July 30 LessonMy dad taught me something yesterday, on purpose.
He's taught me lots of stuff, it's just that it's usually by accident. Quietsometimes it's just too quiet around here.
the phone hasn't rang in...well, I don't know how long, because I haven't been home much.
no tv or radio on...
just the sound of a fan and
my own thoughts...
which could be the loudest noise of
all July 26 DreamLast night I dreamt that a turtle killed a kitten.
Let's hope it's back to the driving dream tonight. July 25 10 Things
Shameless PleaSomeone buy this for me, please, please, please! I loves it. Only $20.00 on www.etsy.com !! Gah, I need a prezzie today.
![]() July 18 LettersDear Amy Winehouse:
Eat a sammich, for the love of gawd! You have too much talent to die by withering away.
Signed,
Tuckle
Dear Brain:
It's okay if you want to turn yourself off every once in awhile. Hey, why don't you take a vacation....go to the beach, read a trashy novel, whatever...I can manage here without you for a bit.
Signed,
Tuckle
Dear Ignorant Jerk:
Did you think that because I was wearing earphones I wouldn't hear you? You're an excellent role model for your kids, by the way. Bravo.
Signed,
F U
Dear Ontario Lottery People:
Howsabout letting this sista win? Just send me the winning numbers anonymously, and it'll all be good (providing I buy a ticket. I'm not so good at that.Maybe you should just send me the winning ticket).
Ta much!
Tuckle
Dear D:
I know you're not as happy for me as you say to be, and that's okay. It would be better for our friendship if you didn't pretend.
M
July 16 The ListSo yesterday, during an evening ambulation, I was making a list of things I need to improve upon. The list was lengthy, and in true Tuckle fashion, mainly unrealistic and contradictory. Some sample suggestions to self:
Go ahead and start making bets about which of these things I'll actually accomplish, and which ones I'll never even attempt. TodayI am waaay overthinking things today.
I hate when I do that. July 15 Earth to TuckleHullo, bbs! (that means you, Deb and Jim):
How've you all been? I've been terribly well, being busy with work (which I am becoming disenchanted with) and ridonculously happy with someone who's a thousand miles away (I exaggerate, it's not a thousand miles. But it might as well be).
Um...what else is new? Nothing that comes to mind. Oh! You'll be happy to know that my much maligned Crocs are now defunct, may they rest in peace. I had been wearing them on my nightly walk, and I darn near walked the soles right out of them. Drat. Also! I had pink hair for a few days. Fo real! The highlights were supposed to be red, but they came out screaming hot pink. I felt like Jem (Truly Outrageous) and considered keeping my hair that color...but let's face it; I can't pull off hot pink hair. I'm not nearly that cool. On a less happy note, something really horribly sad happened to a member of my family, so I'm sending healing thoughts to them. I bought a new camera, finally. Nothing too fancy, but it has more features than my old camera. Broccoli slaw is my new favorite veg product--try it with a light italian vinaigrette, red peppers and sunflower seeds...mmm. I am sick unto death of that Big Girls Fergie song (and I hate myself for liking it in the first place) and that Carrie Underwood song...though I do like them both. I just don't like hearing them every 2 minutes. This is why I stopped listening to radio a few years ago. But, it is funny that every time I hear the Fergie song, I think about the pictures floating around the internets of her peeing her pants...and how J-Bot didn't believe me until I showed him the pictures and I thought he was going to cry....dude, nobody likes a chick who pees her pants on stage. Golden showers should be private. |
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