Son of a biscuit, that stings.
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- Melissa, starry-eyed soy-lovin' Expatriated Zulu (
oddharmonic) wrote,
Melissa, starry-eyed soy-lovin' Expatriated Zulu
oddharmonic
- Mood:
sore
I'll keep buying Bactine wipes and hide the spray in case I think this is a brilliant idea again.
Son of a biscuit, that stings.
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Halfway through winter break...
Winter break is halfway through (yay!) and has been just as interesting as I'd expect it to be. We've had a few startling-awake incidents with Kevin,…
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Good things: PTSD evaluation, potassium, rearranging furniture, frosting and gingerbread.
Kevin has decided to be evaluated for PTSD. I am both pleased and relieved he has made this decision. (Like all mental health issues, the afflicted…
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Update: new sick, allergic to kitten, a little extra money, a little shopping and gingerbread time!
To quote Miss May's icon, now is the winter of our discount tent. I finally shook that lingering cough to get a sudden onset sore throat and now…
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