The Great White North: A Pictoblog Part II
Sunday, May 30th, 2004Here’s more pics from the trip. These are mostly from the town and the camp and around.
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Here’s more pics from the trip. These are mostly from the town and the camp and around.
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Today’s entry is a graphically intensive picto-fest from the trip up. Enjoy.
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Hello again, welcome to Thursday. I have all sorts of fun stuff that I’m very Excited to talk about so lets quit with the jabbering and on with the talking.
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Huh? What? It’s Tuesday already? How did THAT happen?
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Good end of the week to you, campers. Today we take you on a Foofah nature hike across the wilds of imagination.
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I’ve been thinking and stewing about this for a long time now and trying to formulate what I wanted to say so it would be just so and get the right bang for the buck (so to speak) but all this thinking hasn’t yet written anything. Best to just come on out and do the writing so here it is.
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Heyde Heidi Ho. Happy Wednesday and all. It’s pretty nice out there today AND they got the AC fixed at work so other than the occasional lung hoarking things is pretty peachy.
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BAH! I give up. Microsoft can kiss my heiney because I’m not going to spend any more time figuring out what the hell is going on with my short page table. 15 pages of table and page 1 only cuts off about three quarters of the way down. What up that? Could it be a margin problem? Why, No it isn’t. Could it be a hidden page break? Oh gee, it’s not that either. Could it be that I have two separate tables that thought they were one table once long ago? Nope. Stuuuupid Microsoft.
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To be accurate, it is most likely Day 9 of plague watch, since Mother’s Day Sunday I developed a sore throat and that Monday it bloomed into something that I thought might be somewhat strepolicious. However, the sore throat was nothing (and gone by Tuesday) compared to the SEVEN DAYS OF CONSTANT HACKING that have been going on. I tell you, I am damned tired of dredging up lung butter from the darkest depth of my bronchi (yourwelcome). Been there, done that, horked up a lobe. Flying alveoli are so yesterday’s news already, this cold needs to get itself gone.
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Oh say, lookie look! Someone started up a Friday Five thing so I no longer have to think of stuff to write on Fridays. YAY! They are calling it The Friday Foofah whatever that is, but it means I get to not think today! Whoot!
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Good News! (Every time you do your dishes) Yesterday while I was reading and not sleeping like I had intended, I reached over for a Kleenex and found a little beetley bug on it like the little monster I schnazed on the day before. I also found another beetley bug on the night stand and on top of some receipts (on the night stand) so I came to the conclusion that I did NOT snot out an African Brain Eating Bug the other day, but in fact snotted ON the poor bugger. Ew.
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I’d hate the person who is responsible for giving me this cold (and giving TheMan the kindergarten half day “maybe I have a sore throat?” version while sticking me with the full blown out doctorial candidate exploding mucus head variety of said cold) but I’m on so many drugs and so little sleep today that even the normal office stupidity rolls off me in my happy semi-snotty haze. TMI? Could be, but that’s what I have for you today. Mmmm!
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