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Tuesday, 05/17/2005 - 01:52 PM PDT
By the way, nice, a little on the breezy/cloudy side
Listening to Eric Clapton - Live At Hammersmith Odeon, London
The topic: Woohoo!
I finally got the old diary pages to look close to the new diary. It took hours because I had to hardcode them all. But now it's done. There are a few things I might go back and change, links that are no longer any good because the pages are no longer active, but it's not a pressing matter.
But having all the entry pages look like each other, well, that was pretty high on my priority list. Higher than the laundry and the litterboxes, that's for damned sure.
I did some more digging yesterday, what a pain that is. I'm so frigging out of shape that I can only do it for a couple of hours and that's a shame. You can go see what I'm working on in the the family album, go to the miscellaneous section, then "the yard". We bought Roundup at Home Depot last night. Gonna kill that grass one way or another.
We bought eighty more pounds of Felidae dry last night, then went to the chiropractor's, then stopped at a little Mexican place by the name of Marieta's off of Mission Gorge. We split a meal ( :love2: ) because they're so big and our appetites have been getting smaller (but not our waistlines, go figure). And we ordered a pitcher of margaritas. We left feeling pretty good. :beerchug:
We watched the final episode of "Everybody Loves Raymond". I have to say, I was kind of disappointed. It wasn't as bad as the last "Seinfeld", though. That was the worst. I guess the Raymond episode left you with the knowledge that everybody does love Raymond, after all.
Brian talked with one of his old employees yesterday, who had gone into business for himself. He's doing quite well as a matter of fact. Anyway, he told Brian that his truck was broken into last week. All that was taken was his briefcase (with all of his quotes and worksheets in it) as well as all of his business cards. Sounds pretty hinky to me. I bet someone starts showing up at jobsites, impersonating him. Bad deal, that's for sure.
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