Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 113 | |
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no pervs in the diary???????????? are you kidding????
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I was listening to music, cranked up "You're Not The One For Me"
I looked at your profile. "R U the one for me..." The clouds sitting upon the snowcapped mountain ranges all around here looked totally awesome today. It was a gorgeous day. Perfect time to be driving around. The Ghost Range of high peaks was visible, yesterday...far beyond the horizon... How was your day? |
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My day was good.......barely got hit all night!!!
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Edited by
scoundrel
on
Sat 09/27/08 01:52 AM
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It matters, barely getting hit.
I'm sorry that your work requires being on guard. Are you okay? |
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It matters, barely getting hit. Coworker got hit, in traffic, yesterday. She's okay, but it is a lesson to always be on guard. I nearly got T-boned, during the first snow, when I started this job. If I had gone ahead, on the green light...I'd be dead or a horrid mess. I'm sorry that your work requires being on guard. Are you okay? My job requires me to be very organized...and always on guard!!! It comes from working with highly demented violent people......never turn your back!!! |
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And yes I am ok........my back hurts from an injury last week though......no biggie......I just have to learn to slow down and not do so much all the time!!
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ROCK LOBSTER...........
wE were at the beach everybody had matching towels |
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It matters, barely getting hit. I'm sorry that your work requires being on guard. Are you okay? |
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I moved to Alaska to start a new life.
Yes, it's horribly cold, for months. If it were easy, everyone could survive and prosper, but that's not how it is. |
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I moved to Alaska to start a new life. Yes, it's horribly cold, for months. If it were easy, everyone could survive and prosper, but that's not how it is. |
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dear diary.......remind me to buy a space heater. Its freaking cold in here and Im getting tired of sitting on my heating pad!!!
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I moved to Alaska to start a new life. Yes, it's horribly cold, for months. If it were easy, everyone could survive and prosper, but that's not how it is. Hah hah! Like you've got the time for that. The last chapter was ugly. The first chapter of this life wasn't pretty. Now, it's starting to improve. There's a lot to do, to build a new life from scratch. You know. |
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ahhhhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmmm now I wanna know!!!! The intrigue...........
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<---has ways of making you talk!!!
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Enid we never really knew each other anyway!!
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It is sensible that I can relay here the things that I have posted elsewhere, to fill you in on the why and the how.
Some of it is very hard. Years of very hard. The end was a withering away of hope and strength to carry on. Just giving up and being hopeless, but with the certain foreknowing of things left to be lived, in a different life. Skip forward to a few years ago, I was rescued from dire illness, from life in the bush. With the help of a newfound godsend/friend, I was accepted into a mission, and spent almost two years there. After graduating from that program to start a new life, I worked at labor, then was hired into administrative support, for an outfit that specializes in good deeds. I really learned to enjoy working again, and also how far my skill in some technical areas had slipped. But I did well, earned some special merit, and hit a dead end on pay/advancement. My friend had moved to Alaska, and he enticed me to give it a try. So, I packed up my things, ended my job, and drove to Alaska. |
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Enid we never really knew each other anyway!! Enid? |
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Enid we never really knew each other anyway!! Enid? Were you a street person??? |
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Enid we never really knew each other anyway!! Enid? Were you a street person??? Yes. |
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drug addict?????
My ex........my son's dad is a meth head. My best friend turned to meth and crack.....add a lil heroin........ |
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