Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Friday, Jul. 22, 2005 - 5:33 a.m.
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Makin Bakin nope BACON
Why I was googling bacon:
There ya go.
Crazy day. Got to bed at 8:30 am on Wed night, and up at 1:30 pm on Thurs... rush rush rush to get to copycenter, scan images, check that they were all done, and all there, wrap up, send Fedex by 5pm. Crazy.
Had a shower, did errands, bought a fan/lighting fixture for the 2nd floor tenant's kitchen (a guy is coming today Friday to put it in)... it is a bad time of year to do so, since they sell out. Break your fan in october for god's sake. Actually, the fan works, it was the light that was dead dead dead. So I had to hook the trailer to the bike and go to Canadian Tire cuz there were NONE at the hardware stores near here.
Later at night I used same trailer to take doggies to the park. Happy doggies.
Did a sketch for that reno magazine... for some reason I thought the guy was out of the office, but when I looked at the email he sent, it said he was back on the 20th. Agh. Well, it is sketched and it is funny. yay!
Now I should be sleeping. zzz To catch up on sleep.
But I realized I hadn't sent scans of any final drawings to my south korean client as promised, and then uploaded the bacon pic since I was already in those scans. And now I realize it is another hot day and I absolutely have to water in the front garden. agh.
Drat for me having told the fixit guy to come at 1:30. Somehow I thought I'd be in bed by 4am haha, and would get eight hours sleep, breaky and walk the dog before he came. Now I won't even get 8 hours sleep, let alone eat. grrrr.
oh well! tah!
me
wenchie
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