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September | 2006 | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Archive for September, 2006. Tuesday,12 September 2006. I am in the process of switching over completely to beta blogger. soon i will have all my links for all my faithful. Friends on my new side bar. i am keeping this address as well, never know, i may switch back. Thursday,7 September 2006. I’m open. have a good thursday everyone. poet. Tuesday,5 September 2006. As you can see, i am partial to GM. anyone got link to some great pix sites? Sunday,3 September 2006. The walls are bare a...
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June | 2006 | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Archive for June, 2006. Older Entries ». Friday,30 June 2006. Which browser is the best? Which one has the least bugs and worms? Ok, so i have bene playing again. lets see. my favorite is firefox. no pop ups, no viruses, just generally easy to use, and tinker with themes. (i like tinkering with this shit). Thursday,29 June 2006. So i write this long post, and pffffft, gone. i searched everywhere. double pfffft. so here we go again. K works until 715p tonight, and we are going to dine ...
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classics/ramblings | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Tuesday,5 September 2006. I love classic cars. i have always enjoyed looking at pictures and the internet has been a great source for this hobby of mine. my favorites include, but are not limited to, 66 chevelle SS, 67 chevelle SS, Rally nova, ford galaxie of the late 60s, challengers, chargers, i actually luv’em all. As you can see, i am partial to GM. anyone got link to some great pix sites? I can’t see zee photos! Tuesday,5 September 2006 at 1:04 pm. My husband I often wish we stil...
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July | 2006 | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Archive for July, 2006. Older Entries ». Anonymous lurkers and other bloggers/ramblings. Sunday,30 July 2006. You remain silent in your reading? Become one of those ‘lurkers’ who are tracked by their IP or followed in some other way? While i was on my leave of absense from work, i did alot fo bloghopping. i found some great pages to bookmark. i frequent them often. do they know i am there? And if they do, why don’t they come here? Are they afraid to post something here? This is the la...
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empty/ramblings | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Laquo; feeling better/ramblings. Sunday,3 September 2006. The walls are bare and makes the space in the living room and kitchen seem empty. we are taking everything down so the kids can wash the walls, and then we can paint next week. it is going to e so beautiful when it is all done. one track mind of late. Can’t think of much else right now. i was around to all of your pages last night. enjoy the rest of the weekend, and stay safe! Sunday,3 September 2006 at 9:34 pm. Just catching u...
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March | 2006 | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Archive for March, 2006. Older Entries ». Friday,31 March 2006. K enjoyed her first week at the call center. it is employment, and she is good at it already. she is a quick study, and really giving it the ole’ college try! I’m proud of her for that. i have been bored this week, there is only so many times you can play ZUMA. I will learn more about that as it becomes available. Mom called to let me know they didn’t forget my birthday (monday). they are in poor health, so they...This ge...
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April | 2006 | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Archive for April, 2006. Older Entries ». Saturday,29 April 2006. Marta’s surgery…. Friday,28 April 2006. She is one amazing woman, Marta is. She went into surgery at 8:15 this morning. And was up in her room by 10:45. They were able to do the TAVH. We are SO. She THOUGHT I told her she had to wake up, so she did. In fact, I told her she. Should relax and sleep. There she was, barely and hour out of the OR, sitting. The nurse told us 72 hours. So, we’ll have to wait and see. 3 helping...
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feeling better/ramblings | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Laquo; home and sick. Saturday,2 September 2006. So, i am feeling a bit better. work from 1115a-8p. holiday weekend, i’m sure it will be busy. lovely. i’m tired. been bloghopping, as usual, leaving my mark most everywhere i go. my link list is long, and i get side tracked easily (your link lists). If i do say so myself, and i will. Create our yard haven. Stay safe and enjoy the long weekend, if it is one, in your neck of the blogosphere. poet. Saturday,2 September 2006 at 2:17 pm.
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Thursday, March 30, 2006. My blog friend Robert Shapiro. Wrote a comment to one of my posts that has left me thinking for some time. I have decided that I believe I know what Robert was saying to me; and if I do not he has nevertheless lead me to a new understanding of an important concept. But that is really for the politicos and doesn’t enter into our personal relationships; but the central theme of casting judgment certainly does. The process of judging involves deciding that another person’s conduct,...
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home & sick | A Poet\'s Hideaway
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A Poet ’s Hideaway. Laquo; thinking of Kayla. Thursday,31 August 2006. Must be something in the air. felt really woozy at work tuesday. came home after my 45 minute. Smoke break. went straight to bed. k had a hard time getting me awake 2.5 hrs later. ate something, and back to bed for the night. i felt gross yesterday so we went to the ER and saw nice dr. K has been home since yesterday too. she is feeling ‘off’. head not clear. a bit of a running nose. damn these late summer ...Hope you feel better soon.