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Sorry to be gone for so long. I haven't even had a chance to catch up on any of my regular blog reading lately. Much less write anything.
Forty (Ha! Spelled it right this time!) came and went. I can't say that it was the best of birthdays. I had some teenager problems I had to handle. *Problems* that I've been politely commanded not to go into here, or anywhere else for that matter.
All's better now though.
In other news, I literally came to within an inch of meeting my deadline yesterday. Les and I had gone to see RZ in a play, afterward I was walking Leslie back to her car, as soon as she got in the car a sideload dump truck came by. The steel door to the truck wasn't latched and when it came by, the door swung open and just barely missed me (by "just barely" I mean, like it touched my hair. My freshly cut, very short hair). Then it took out the driver's side mirror on Leslie's Honda instead.
I know, I know, you're thinking big whoop. Actually it scared Leslie more than it scared me (I am a *MAN* after all, you can call Captain Courage if you like. I'll also answer to Dr. HugeLove, but that's another story). In retrospect, the reason it scared Les is she's more aware of what's going on than I am. Only thing I knew at the time was that I was wearing new shoes.
2/19/2005 09:40:00 PM
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