tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168222432011-12-14T18:32:20.849-08:00Guidenoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16822243.post-1126921589078106822005-09-16T18:46:00.000-07:002006-08-07T05:22:42.026-07:00

The messenger pops up as I sit at my desk.Lis: u there?KT: yLis: talk to your mom. I think I can get her a referral to a psychiatrist but she has other ideas. KT: Like what.Lis: A meaningful discussion with her oncologist.KT: christ.Lis: I have been the tough daughter-in-law all week. Can you take a turn?KT: Can I shake her? Sorry. Have her call. I am annoyed and the thought of more down time

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The Big Game. No, A Big Game."If we leave at 2 am, we might get home in time for the game Buffalo Bills vs Pittsburgh, but don't forget the time change," the Captain said, calculating wind speed and toll waits into the long apres-holiday journey home. A viscious ice storm kept us from departing at deer-killing time, but he would see the Buffalo Bills play Pittsburgh in the Wild Card show-downs,

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