Seeing as how there is no one else to pat me on the back, I'm going to give myself a big old 'atta boy' for my continued patience and compassion shown to my roommate who received her first round of chemotherapy a couple weeks ago and came down with c-diff a couple days after. Never before have I had to clean up someone else diarrhea, repeatedly. She can't even shower herself and has just expecting I'm going to do everything for her. It's a pretty sad state of affairs.
Go ahead and tell me I'm not being hoodwinked
Three things: 1.story featured 8/25/2025 2. Event assembly was Monday, August 25, which would make it last year, but the distribution was Thursday July 28, which would make it 4, or maybe five years ago? Or three years from now?? And whybwould they wait 11 months to distribute them?? 3. The temperature at 230am is 80 degrees with about 50 percent humidity, there is no way it was 77 degrees at 5pm. You see, the first time I was kidnapped this side of the Mississippi, I discovered I'd been taken to an abandoned postal village taken over by marauders, called EMERALD CITY. It's just about an hour outside Tucson and I was brought back to civilization by two National Guardsman , after they discovered I'd been kidnapped to Chris' notebooking society so that they could commandeer my mail and control my communications
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