Hi Ya Hildy!

"And that my friends, is my farewell to the newspaper game. I'm gonna be a woman, not a news-getting machine. I'm gonna have babies and take care of them. Give 'em cod liver oil and watch their teeth grow...So long you wage-slaves...When you're crawling up fire escapes and getting kicked out of front doors, and eating Christmas dinners in one-armed joints, don't forget your pal, Hildy Johnson!..And when the road beyond unfolds..."

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

update your blog

due to many demands to "update your blog" i will do so. warning: this will suck. read on if you wish...

blah, blah, blah. useless chatter. blah, blah. i'm gardening. people are weird. blah, blah. my anniversary was yesterday. my daughter's basketball season is over after an upsetting first round loss in the playoffs. blah, blah. she's smart. the little one is cute. she's 1 now. still unemployed. and no prospects are on the horizon. blah, blah. my special porch furniture was stolen. i'm very sad because of that. blah, blah.


good enough update?

baby's awake now. must get back to my new job.

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