November 25th
The long weekend is over; the expected snow fall was but a tracing. The cold weather meant the use the heater for the first time. The cat with an ordinary name (tcwaon) lies on the new bed stretching, and finding any excuse to climb on the laptop, make a plea for attention, and block the screen. Tcwacon is a beautiful kitty who has had a pretty easy life for a house cat, but had bad company prior to moving in with me.
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that I have been 250 for a month and I have taken to the drink and fresh smoked Alaskan tobacco. My BS has been in the 120’s when I do do it. The three time I checked this weekend it was about 180. Now it is at 159. I’m listening to my random music files and it appears that Cwacon likes jazz but not the Beach Boys.
The sleepy time is about here and Gf is at her games, so I must return service
The game must be played, and played correct if it is to be played. It is 10:20 and there is no zero hour.
November 16th was a day to forget in 2000, it was the last for JFF or LJ as he was known. He had his last night of sadness, when he saw that he could not go on, he put his beloved 9mm against his temple and joined the universe.
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