My thoughts and prayers are working overtime this year-end. What's UP with you people???

I send along some love and comfort to my sister, who is gripped with a sudden awareness of her own mortality. If it makes you feel any better, I don't think it's the FLIGHT you're afraid of, I think it's the thought that mom will force you to wear a dress for the occasion. I'll send my GA for the trip, o.k.?

Also, condolences go to Tempest for the loss of her great aunt. It sucks to need to go to a wake at any time of the the year, but it sucks double to go during the holidays.

Roe. YOU GO GIRL!! My sister left a marriage that simply wasn't working, and she's all the better for it. Follow your heart, contrary to popular belief, it IS more accurate than your nose.`

Also, prayers go to Sharon. I can't imagine what you're going through, but I know it's terrible. Be strong.

Also, to my sister, Holly. No more Stacker, you fool!!

Lastly to Jen. We pulled it off! Now if we could just sneak the WEDDIND past them....

Aaaaaaaaand, I'm spent.

Your medieval name is: Elizabeth. This name may not
be exotic or out of this world, but you are
powerful and demand respect. You're in charge
and productive and a control freak. Don't feel
bad - you've got the clout.


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WHYFORE DO i WAIT SO FRIGGIN' LONG TO POST? And why do I leave the caps lock on, too?

Well, the holiday season is upon us. Has, in fact, been upon us since Labor Day. Sad. It is now time to do the beautiful Dance of the Family Homes. It is time to divy up our time equally, even though we ALL know that this is an impossibility. Someone always feels less loved than the other.

Sigh. My cat has a cow lick. Don't worry, his brother has a hernia. It is tough to imagine how someone must feel when they have a child. I've never had a pet (that was mine) before now, and I can't even describe how much I love these little guys. Right now they have BOTH wedged themselves between the keyboard and the monitor. They are staring raptly at the screen. I think they know I'm typing about them. They have to be in whatever room I am in. Like baby ducks, they will follow me from bedroom to bathroom to kitchen, no matter how long I remain in said room, they will play in that room until I walk out. Then they follow. The only thing that can tear them from my side is Al's arrival home, in which case, they will pull a hammie running to the front door. Connor, however, is just following his brother. He sees Al, gives him an oh-it's-you look, and comes right back to me.

Bliss.

I had caffine today. Can anyone tell?

Am I rambling?

I've been Christmas shopping on-line. It's fun. The only problem is that you don't have the stuff right away, so it's easy to forget what you got people. Unfortunately for me (and fortunately for them) I ALREADY tend to over buy, so it's pretty much if I don't see it, I didn't get anything. Hello, my name is Jessica, and I have Ostrich Shopper Sindrome.

Can anyone tell me how to post a photo on this stupid thing???

So, I was in Boston for pharmaseudical training during the World Series. It was a very sad, solomn place. The instructor for my training class was a RABIT Sox fan. Every night he would say, "Have a good evening guys, get some sleep, and GO MAAAHHlins!" It was great. Six trainees, all from NY. We tried to keep a low profile. NOT.

The next time they send me away is in December. I'm going to Tampa to be trained on how to use our new palm pilot intra-system thingie. Ah. Tampa in December. Al's jealous. I told him not to worry, his company is sending him away for training... to Iowa... in February.

HA!!

You should be a Bunny!


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Hmmmm.