I was starting to complain to myself earlier today, and then I was listening to the news and I thought well I don't have to hop in a boat while all my friends and families get pulled into the ocean and feel guilty that I was the only survivor. I don't have a terminal illness, a sick child, nothing to eat, a cheating husband, a broken bone, a cat throwing up on the carpet, a son in Iraq, or even a cavity. So no complaining goes on the blog. Only my humble observations and gratitude for living.
I think I always knew that this would happen. Deep in our dog-dog brains we all know that the world is just chock full of evil and monsters and forces aligned against us, and it is only a matter of time until they appear. Yesturday, my phone bill showed up...a new personal record.
posted by Jean @ 10:05 AM
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Jean n. 1. jean is a swingdancer/artist/author/ writer/film maker/ of the 20th century who lives in the Royal City of Santos Diegos, Californ I A. 2. jean loves balboa, lindy hop, west coast swing, carolina shag, tap, belly dance, music, photography, film, ice cream, raviolis, cooking, McDonalds, jellybeans, chocolates, napping, the stock market, medicine, bellydance, and warm weather. 3. jean does not like sinus infections or pain of any kind, cold weather, itchy sweaters, nor negative people!
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