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July 11, 2005

Just a bunch of stuff

Or you can call it a bunch of crap if you want, I won't mind.

Less than a week until the new Harry Potter book comes out. I'm excited! Okay, I know these books are aimed at the "tween" set or whatever, but I like those books. I originally got them for the kids to read when they get older, and being the "responsible parent" that I am (no laughing out there) I read through them to, you know, see what they were all about. Well, I went and actually liked those books, so here I am, anxiously awaiting Saturday. Amazon promised they'd have that book on my doorstep on Saturday, so we'll see.

Hmmm...well, went over to Kos the other day to read the diary of a new "cyber" friend, I guess I'll call him. He's a "proud Liberal" but the stuff he posts doesn't raise my blood pressure like some of the other stuff over there. I shot my mouth off, called myself a "die-hard" Repbublican, and someone wanted to know just why I call myself that. I got snotty and defensive, like I tend to do with Liberals, and there you go. I should just keep my mouth shut and lurk over there.

As for the "die-hard" stuff, well, maybe I'm all "yippe-ki-aye Mother Fucker," I don't know. I refuse to answer any more questions about why I'm a Republican, why I like Bush, all of that. Don't ask, don't tell? Oh, if that's how you want to look at it, but as far as I'm concerned, political and religious beliefs are two very personal things.

Speaking of religion, Husband posed the question of becoming members of the church we attend regularly. I don't have a problem with that, I've finally gotten comfortable with the way things are done there (remember, I'm a conservative Lutheran), only I still have the feeling the Pastor doesn't like me. It could be all in my head (so little is, these days) but after a year and a converstion with the man, I just don't think he likes me.

Why the need to have everyone like me? I'm not going into any deep psychological stuff, but what's not to like about me?

Don't answer that.

Enough of this screaming meme. Daughter is awake and I need more coffee, I've got laundry going, and I have to run to the post office, blahblahblahblahblahblah...

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