Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

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Good lord, I run out to take care of some errands and I come back to find Maples trying to kill herself. Geeze Louise get the cute neighbor over to that kind of stuff. Make sure you get it working before bed.
Wheres Beaner?
 
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Ok, what the heck? Why did I just squeak a leak? ...speaking of bathroom humor. So not fair. I had no warning that I felt kinda icky until squeak and now that I just washed out my new unders cuz that's what happens when you get new unders apparently...just like when you get new shoes...you scuff em in the first day..now I'm feelin a wee bit queasy. Yep, it's in the handbook about scuffing or spilling on new shoes and clothes. What? No one else read that chapter?


Beaners probably playing evil bunny procreating genious until she is able to make the perfect speciman to claim all trophies, ribbons, and awards.
 
I'm just trying to repulse everyone...you know for skinnification purposes.


....except for cute neighbor...he just got delivered some oven fried chicken. He's outside workin hard...rakin leaves and burning...though he spent all day working...who's gonna make him din din after all? Well, g will...even if I felt icky...but the chickens had to be shut in at the old house and I get to go say hi and smile and bat my eyes a wittle bit...before I go chase my wild dog down. ha ha ha
 
So it's all in the words...

"BUT: there are only 4 chooks i want to sell. A frizzle rooster and three wyandotte, cochin, langshan x roosters (which one has a bad pussy eye, well not bad and i hope for it to go to a good home)

Lets say i sell these roosters for $10 ea. (i want to keep one but ) thats $20 (not including the one with the pussy eye!)"
 
Oh yep, I'm still among the living.
Been really busy with the neighbor that got sick and in hosp, got her sister at the airport last night from Sweden.
She actually got to come home today, they didn't want to let her go but she insisted.

DH still in PT and has now sprang his ankle,
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My dad needs help figuring out the new medicare stuffs, so I have reading to do.

Think I need to go feed 500 students for a break!
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I can't see...I think I've gone blind...I think i've succombed to the
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The what eye?


The
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Yes, I said the
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It's a characteristic carried on through the genes of my late mother's twice removed sisters cousin's great grandmammy, daughter of one Hilda the Viking who was taken hostage willingly by the one and only Gruffy Ax ButterBread.
 
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Geesh, I miss a day and I am lost. Took Minotauro and Minotoro for check ups. Minotauro is 10 lbs, 13 oz, Minotoro is 10 lbs, 6 oz. Then MIL and I canned a bunch of stuff. I took a nap and woke up to brownies. *passes the plate*
 
ur only lost cuz gretchy played while everyone was gone...I did dangerous things on the stairs, made poopys in my pants, and teased certain viking/pirate ow peeps...which could or couldn't be a good idea...which part? All of the above.
 
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