42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

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Final countdown

10. 9. 8. 7…
Probably will be getting keys to the new place today. May still not be able to get in until tomorrow. Tomorrow, the computer will go so I can make sure to have Internet. Now. And there’ll be some light moving. Saturday will be heavy moving day. After that, it’s just the long [...]

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Twitching tail

It’s easy, if you know your cat language, to tell when your feline is angry.The tail twitches at light speed. The ears are laid back. The cat moves away from your touch. At later stages, the cat may meow, growl, or hiss. At that point, you’d better stop what you’re doing or prepare to be [...]

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Pretentious

Quotes at the beginning of book chapters. They’re often pretentious, showing off the author’s hard labor in trying to sound educated, and at the same time, supposedly tie into the chapter.
Stop it. I don’t read them.
Unless they’re made-up quotes in a humorous book. Those I’ll read.
I also skip over poetry in books. And quoted poetry [...]

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Never

I swore I’d never eat again. Or at least, I’d never eat on Friday, following the feast I shoveled into my mouth and stomach.
It took only a few hours to break that vow.
I woke up Friday morning and my stomach still felt like lead. It was also 4:30, time to go get the best deals [...]

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Phone

I hate my cell phone.
I don’t get a signal where I live now. Presumably the signal will be better when I move.
I told nearly everyone I know that as of my move date, I would no longer have a landline. I would be switching to the cell phone to save money. (And if I haven’t [...]

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Before

Before the slow yet frantic crawl of packing, friend Shel came to visit. It was good to be able to show someone around the state. Someone who really appreciated what she saw. From the beach to San Francisco to Yosemite. Who didn’t laugh at the bar scene offerings of Fresno on a Sunday night.

We went to Santa [...]

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The box game

I don’t like the scrounge for boxes.
But it has almost become fun, like a game. Maybe it’s because I think I have enough boxes now. The pressure is off. Packing is going slowly, very slowly. It’s easy to throw a few DVDs or books into a box, as long as the box is put together [...]

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