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Tuesday, Dec. 16, 2003 - 7:46 p.m. Cost of the War in Iraq
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WARNING!!!! if you know me personally, you may read my diary, but if you do, you take the chance of hearing things you don't want to know, misunderstanding what I've written and being hurt by it. If you are unsure if it is ok to read, save yourself and me the grief and heartache, and ask first!!! Please note that this is a DIARY, ie my subjective feelings, hearsay, suppositions, and outpourings of ranting of the moment. It does not represent objective news, the whole of what I think of a topic or someone, or even a thought-out representation of any of the above. Keep that in mind. Thanks. * Here is a Diary Etiquette Read Me. The Guilt The Guilt oh the guilt the guilt... was not even thinking of what present for my Dad, as I mentioned yesterday or the day before... I only picked up stocking stuffers for my Mom... and today the doorbell rings and it is a HUGE package from my dad... well, huge not like a yacht, but huge like 2' x2 'x8" huge. The third present he sends me since 1993 and it has to arrive not a month late like last year, but actually 8 days in advance. Agh! The guilt the guilt. What to get dad and there is no way it will arrive in time unless I fedex it like last year... big $$ sigh. 4 People have left cute, callous or caring comments on the wench's wordiness!! Go to "notes" instead of comments ps, you'll need to email me for a username and password � previous meanderings - future past Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009 � |
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