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Here is something I wrote up for the MMP over at the Dope, back when I still posted regularly over there. I post it here now because tomorrow is my Bday, and so much of it still applies. I'm sure to add more thoughts to the end of it, just to confuse the hell out of everyone.

From 7/12/07:
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Not much to say, but when has that ever stopped me? It's supposed to be outrageously hot tomorrow (97-102 predicted) which is a tad obnoxious for May. I need to find a way to pass the time tomorrow which won't drive me or the boys mad. Actually, #1 son is going to Summer Camp for the day (it's a festival/rock concert) which I am not happy about due to the temperature, but he's 20 and it's his funeral. Let us hope it is not truly his funeral.

I have some gardening to finish--I'm spreading...

I got some distressing news this evening that I am attempting to handle differently than the last time I got distressing news. Again it's money related. Again it's TH (but not all TH-I must be to blame too, but how?). Again I should be kicking myself for not being more assertive with him re The Money. But I will say this in my pitiful defense: I asked him repeatedly over the course of our marriage where we were financially and if we could afford X or Y. Could we please have a folder where all the...

Eh. Here I am. Here am I. Another year older; another holiday done and gone. NYE has never been a big deal for me, even when I was young and cute. It's a good night to stay home and do cozy things. I may get myself a new jigsaw puzzle.

Things like that make me wonder if I am prematurely aged and ready for the nursing home. Then again, fuck it all...

Now it's Sunday, January 3 and I face a 6 day work week. It's turned cold here. The freak thaw we had melted every last...

With the remainder of my immediate family, to meet up with my family of origin. All this to celebrate my father's 80th birthday (my mother's 78th, which occurs 5 days previous, apparently deserves no such honor). Sun, sand, crystal waters, friendly "natives"-what's not to like? And yet I am filled with dread, angst and resentment. Sometimes I wouldn't buy me in a remaindered bin. But I am not usually an ungrateful person, nor am I unkind or unappreciative. This trip has got me in a tizzy....