There's No Place Like Home...
by Amy Austin on May 18, 2008
Another update from the Land of Oz and tornados...
Apparently, I wasn't too far off in thinking that an insurance deal would be nice... they're worried about it, too. Enough so for the adjusters to assess the area's damages... and DOUBLE premiums on our homeowners'. This has prompted someone to decide that it can't be afforded any more, which has forced a search for cheaper insurance or refinancing... or else the sale of the house.
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More Sleep Torture... Should Be Unconstitutional
So it appears that along with everything else that resembles last winter too strongly for my liking... my sleep patterns have once again deteriorated very badly. I already don't get good quality sleep due to stress and having upstairs neighbors (a situation, believe it or not, that I do not recall ever suffering through before now) -- but now, with emotionally induced insomnia and falling temperatures, I try really hard to fight falling asleep at inappropriate times (e.g., Go »Hard Up For A Laugh...
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I'm too all over the place with visiting, housecleaning and sporadically surfing the Net while getting accustomed to the entirely different feel of Vista to say much besides I GOT A NEW LAPTOP!!! Yes, E bought me a real nice Gateway FX laptop, and I'm feeling like I imagine it must feel to be a heroin addict in relapse -- my dealer just called me up and told me he had some *really great stuff*, and I am feeling that ecstatic comfort and joy of having "the Internets" back in my veins... ;-p Go »"Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid/Unspoken"
At least... that's what I always hear. It's a rule that was invented to protect *everyone*, I'm sure, but it seems like I am *always* on "the poop end" of that stick! Go »
Lori Lancaster | May 19, 2008
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