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so Big Sister went camping this weekend. i wish her luck. a broken foot, a nine-month-old baby, two preteen boys, and a camping trip. i think she's crazy, but i wish her luck.
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so there's nothing new to tell you about, and if there was i'd be too tired to tell it well. ever been tired to the point where you lose all coordination? me too. i've got the bruises to prove it. those big wicker & rattan chairs shaped like bowls? one of them flipped me over last night. i hit my head on the wall and the space across my shoulders on the heating register. ouch.
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the search for a job that will pay me actual money continues...the battered woman's shelter is hiring, so i may try to combine passionate beliefs and capitalism once again. we'll see. i could really use some benefits. paying full price greatly discourages proper health care. stupid HMO crap. maybe i should move to canada.
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laundry day. -beatpoetgrrl
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