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This is life.: It's my birthday present to myself

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Sunday, January 13, 2008. It's my birthday present to myself. It's not me, it's Blogger. No, I mean, I just think we should be friends, Blogger. That's why I'll be over here now: www.erinfrances.wordpress.com. Follow me; it's prettier over there. See also: Something to do. You've converted. Yes. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). And this is my blog. Oshkosh, Wis., United States. View my complete profile. But wait - there's more. Its my birthday present to myself. No, the ultrasounds still nine days away.

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This is life.: In the end, they just changed it in the system and I went on my way

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Thursday, January 3, 2008. In the end, they just changed it in the system and I went on my way. Dave's not dying. Whew. Or, if he IS dying, he's doing it at a rate that didn't scare the doctor he went to see today. I'm glad it's just another infection because I'm kind of attached to Dave. I mean, who's going to get me water at midnight when the floor's so cold and the bed's so warm? So I confidently waited 20 minutes in line to get it for him. Ah, marriage. What's his address, again? Hmm Not on Brookview?

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This is life.: Working on New Year's Day rocks

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Tuesday, January 1, 2008. Working on New Year's Day rocks. And I'm not even kidding. While all you suckers are nursing hangovers or watching football, I'm getting my holiday out of the way for 2008. It's a lame holiday, anyhow. Obviously, all the fun was had last night. And because I'm a nice person who likes to share my good foresight, Dave's here too. See who's laughing on Memorial Day now, suckers. See also: Its how we roll. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). And this is my blog. Its how we roll.

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Baby Stepping My Way: A Candid Moment

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Baby Stepping My Way. Tuesday, January 08, 2008. HAPPY 2008 (8 days too late)! I always get really excited for the coming of January 1. There is just something so magical about “NEW” that gives us hope that we truly can start all over again. Rings in a new year, so does it also ring in the chance for a new beginning, and I can tell you this year more than any other year before…I need a new beginning. I hurt people last year; people that have meant more to me than I ever thought possible. And so, for the ...

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Baby Stepping My Way: September 2007

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Baby Stepping My Way. Thursday, September 27, 2007. I Should Invest In Office Depot. Want to hear something really dorky? I adore office supplies. I do! There is something so exciting to me about walking into an Office Depot and seeing all of the hundreds of different office supply choices that lay in front of me. Binders, and markers, and pens, and folders, and erasers, and post-its.I love it all. It all makes my heart beat just a little bit faster. Labels: How I Really Feel About. Friends, and I will f...

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Baby Stepping My Way: May 2007

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Baby Stepping My Way. Thursday, May 31, 2007. I Know What I Want! And I wonder why I can’t find an apartment…. Please forward your listing at earliest convenience. In the mean time, I’ll be sitting here pulling my hair out as my hatred for apartment hunting deepens. Wednesday, May 30, 2007. Dinner Conversations with the Andersons. Mom: What is it that they say determines your porn star name? Dad: First name and…. Mikey: No first pet and first street name. Christi: Are you a drag queen? I thought maybe it...

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This is life.: December 2007

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Sunday, December 30, 2007. So Dave was in pain. I'm going to write this so Grandma doesn't blush. Or, I'm going to try. Dave was in pain Friday night. He came home from work, grunted for hours, kept us both awake, then moved downstairs to the couch to grunt in peace. At 3 am, and once an hour for the next 15 hours, I asked him if it was time to go to the emergency room. No, I'm too embarrassed.". No, what if it goes away? No, it's too expensive.". No, it's getting better, I think.". I got a CAT scan.".

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This is life.: January 2008

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Sunday, January 13, 2008. It's my birthday present to myself. It's not me, it's Blogger. No, I mean, I just think we should be friends, Blogger. That's why I'll be over here now: www.erinfrances.wordpress.com. Follow me; it's prettier over there. See also: Something to do. 2 people said . Thursday, January 10, 2008. My existentialism never came on prom night. Yeah They were all the ones a few years older than I was. The cool kids, if you will. Never, ever in my life have I been confused for one o...Now, ...

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This is life.: Hello, 2008

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Tuesday, January 1, 2008. Well, we're officially less exciting than my parents, who celebrated the new year. Unfortunately the $150 copay plus the prescription we got after going to the emergency room on Saturday was all for nothin', as Dave now feels worse a day after taking his last antibiotic. WebMD.com is telling him he's got everything from a teeny, tiny case of cancer to SUDDEN DEATH, PLEASE REPORT TO THE MORGUE NOW. His death was narrowly skirted, and we went to bed by 10 pm, and slept 'til 10 am.

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This is life.: November 2007

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Friday, November 30, 2007. This blog brought to you by soy farmers. I thought I was doing really well with mood swings, til Dave came home for his dinner break tonight. I saw the dishes in the sink and was so paralyzed with feelings of overwhelming stress at the stack of dirty dishes that instead of rationally washing them, I turned the light off and ran away. It doesn't stop. It NEVER stops. As soon as you have the sink clean, you get hungry. I will be 98 and still angry about this. So I did what anyone...