This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

10.09.2004

Squeaky

My voice, that is. I am hoping it is this germ running the last of its course.

Very nice here in the mountains...very chilly at night (wearing my woolly boots). Eating apple turnovers from Sierra Glen. Doing little chores around the house. It is funny how much I miss watching A-man's antics after just one day. Had a little slide show this evening. I had fun recently messing around with the polarizer, so it was good to see the results.

Dad asked me this morning if I would do a little work for him while we wait for the gym. Part of me really wanted to scream no, but he needs the help and I want to help.

Unfortunately just realized that Scotchtoberfest is right smack dab in the middle of my planned trip to IN. EEK! When it rains it pours, and I usually end up in above my eyeballs begging for a life raft!

Off to watch F1! Oh, and B-dawg, you are in trouble for making Topix my home page. I don't like seeing race results before the race! ;-)

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