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    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~     		Quite a Feat
    I don't quite know how to describe what happened, but suffice it to say that The Pirate was in to see me today




    and when he left, he winked at me!

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    2/23/2006 06:57:00 PM



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    It Really Happened
    Yesterday I had an appointment with a guy who my friend Penny named The Pirate. This guy had some accident or something and now wears a black eyepatch thus the nickname. Naturally we don't call him that to his face or anything but nonetheless we all know who he is. Anyhow, yesterday he was telling me that he moved and is now living alone which is nice because...he and his roommate just couldn't see eye to eye!

    And yes, I managed to not pee myself laughing.

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    2/09/2006 06:35:00 PM



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    We've got Big Balls
    Tonight is the first of two soccer nights per week for us. While I love watching her games, the leagues that Miss Boo is in right now are U-18 and those kids play late at night. Big girls, dontchaknow. Yeah, the games start at nine o'clock and they're about 30-40 minutes away from here, so we encounter some late nights for a school/work night. Because of this and the need for enormous amounts of sleep, Miss Boo has begun taking naps on Mondays and Wednesdays after school. Quite good thinking, if you ask me.

    Super Sleuth, my husband (did I ever decide on a pseudonym for him or does it constantly change?), is off and in town today so he took this opportunity to take the car in for some much needed maintenance after which he met me at work. So we get home and he's in his office mapping directions to his next case, asking me questions and generally shouting throught the hallway at me. I'm in here, catching up on blogs and watching Gilmore reruns. Finally he's about done and he comes running in here, still talking loudly and I ask him why he's still shouting whereupon he revers-moons me and shouts that he has low-hangers!

    "You know, Miss Boo is home," I calmly tell him.
    "No she isn't."
    "Umm, yeah she is...I wondered why you were shouting. She's taking a nap."

    He creeps down the hallway (pants back on) to check and comes back in redfaced.

    "I didn't think she was home." heh.

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    2/06/2006 06:12:00 PM



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