Tuesday, December 9, 2008

shac

Tuesday, December 9th, °8...

it felt weird yesterdé, not to go

into werk. But i made myself Aptly

useful, drying sheets & clothes,

running the dish=warshing machine

and schteaming snap=beans to have

with the last of my chili and penne.

OH! And putting out my garbage and

recycables in a responsible manner.

A very good Mondé all=too.

Saterdé, Father XMAS rode up to the

municiple building on his laddertruck

while a gentle schnay fell upon the

cold, dark Parish. {i can't remembre

it ever schnowing this good for him

in Years past; it was magical} Joy!

Now~as for this economy...i am not

overly concerned of it ['tho it has

been made grandly Horrible] acause

i can sense to see a corner=turn.

My own hours will increase toward

the inauguration & into the year.

Othre blessings shall come to those

who hold tight and pay or save with

actual money. It's a new model.

Over=more~you're hearing this from

me, the slac who is Nothing and has

Nothing; yet i am blesst with warmth

and Comfort in all my Endeavours?!

{be an economer, not an economist}

more amorro~$la¢~

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

wand

It took us all week to fill up

the roll=offs...sometimes in

twinkling darkness. ~11.29.4~


Tuèsdé, December 2nd, °°8...

Apparently, according to the Haulers,

i wasn't supposed to collect yard=waste

yesterdé. They absconded with four (4)

of my roll=offs! {their contract is under

negotiation} it'll shake out soon.


Aday~i filled in the puxxle, ran the dish

machine & rode three (3) buses around

the town. At the credit union, i flasht

my licence; the telleress was surprised

it had the hovel address. Then, i rode

to the Library to trade my cee=dees.

{my hard=drive is filling up with funky

albums} As i trundled home=wise on

Cedar Avenue, a cute brunette caught

me boppin' & singin' to a STEVIE WONDER

tune on my ishpod; she askt how i was.

i told her i was fine, then pointed to my

bud=ears. i've probly seen her Afore...


i have put up a chili that needs garlic,

onion and celery; i must remembre to

wipe the deliciousness off my pitiable

goatee. These^ are a werk=in=Progress.

~decemberalSlac~


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