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11:57 am: Mrs. Melva
When I was but a lad and in 7th grade, my English teacher was Mrs. Melva. She was, in fact, the person who taught me that English is *always* capitalized. “Not because it is the name of a country, but because it is the name of the most wonderful language in the world.”

Ok, Mrs. Melva. If you say so.
( Of course, there's more... )

01:31 pm: ick and eww
the oven's on cleaning cycle
so the whole house
has that
hot-metal-super-burnt-food smell.

yuck.

10:51 am: hey wymyns (and myns, too, i guess)...
what's your favorite and least favorite euphemism for being pregnant?

06:35 pm: when will it all end?
so...

another perfect day - weather wise.

partly cloudy, pleasingly warm with a cool breeze.

for, like the 10th day in a row.

kripes, this is *so boring!*

some rain, please?
something?
anything?

please?

01:26 pm: 'way cool stuff
spent nearly an hour looking at some of this stuff:

http://www.grand-illusions.com/

they have videos of most of the items.

03:21 pm: That's the way it is...
Or was...

See ya, Walter.

06:00 pm: let's try this again...
Still not perfect,
but then again,
how often *do* you see a
( Soda-Pop-Bottle Xmas Tree... )

08:07 pm: 'cause i *KNOW* you'd wanna see it!
i took a drive to me mum's last weekend and took a camera, just in case.

and so...
ladies and gentlemen...
i give you...
in all it's late May glory...
( the Pop-Bottle Xmas Tree! )

04:12 pm: bloomin' tree!
and i mean that in a nice way...

the buckeye in the backyard is in full flower.
if heaven has a smell - that's it.
i'm tellin' ya what.

i went out and stood under it for about a half-hour.

damn.

i wished grrls smelt as good.

09:59 pm: little kitty - big dreams
my not-so-fat-anymore-but-still-opera-singing-siamese is sleeping beside me here on the couch.

she is having one huge dream.
running and chasing and chewing.
looks like a good time.

oops!
just woke up.
looked around.
back to sleep.