A monkey poured coffee in my boots

Half the people who look at this site are out of town, but I feel like posting anyway. Cthulu&#039s hiding behind the plant on the other side of the tank, so I kind of can&#039t see him right now, and it means he&#039s obviously not up to his usual antics. I suppose I could be playing on-line games at msn.com or something, but I&#039ve been talking to the husband and drinking soda and just putzing around with my on-line comics pages, donating to some and archiving others. I have a dozen eggs on my desk. They&#039re the yummy brown kind like Grandma and Grandpa Ringwald&#039s chickens lay. Brad laid them on my desk this morning. Well, not personally, but you get the idea. He has chickens and goats and sheep. I want chickens and goats. Not the sheep so much. I&#039d love to have a mini cow. They&#039re soooooo cute!! Oh, and I bought some Breast Cancer Awareness stamps today. They cost more than normal stamps, but the extra money goes to research on breast cancer. My sis-in-law Jill had sent out a mass-mailing to friends and family about it, and I figured, &#034Hey, I need stamps and I have boobs and would like to hang onto them, so why not have both?&#034 <Snicker> Okay, it wasn&#039t quite like that, but well, I&#039m crazy. I think this rambling has gone on far too long, so I&#039m gonna let you all go now. Have fun!

Posted: March 4, 2004 at 3:46 pm.

One thought on “A monkey poured coffee in my boots

  1. anonymous coward

    eh…:

    "They cost more than normal stamps, but the extra money goes to research on breast cancer."

    So, am I to understand that you're pro-breast cancer? 'Cause that's messed up.

    Also, I think Jamie mussa missed you Saturday… she was making the weirdest noises. It was almost like you were actually there.

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