Jan. 16th, 2007

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OK no one got last week's which surprises me. Once I tell you where it's from, you'll be smacking your head and then singing it all day.

I don't need no money, fortune, or fame.
I've got all the riches baby one man can claim.


This is what follows

Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (My girl)(My girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl


There, now I've punished you all for not guessing.

So, a new one....hmmm....OK, another song....

Poor man wanna be rich,
rich man wanna be king
And a king ain't satisfied
till he rules everything



Well, on Sunday afternoon as I was leaving work, I stopped to talk to a friend and then I hear someone yelling "Look out!" and I turn to see a car in reverse going about 40 miles crash into a guard post maybe 300 yeards away. Scare the bejeezus outta me, I can tell you. The driver was unharmed and I'd say she was somewehre in her 60s or 70s.

When I went into work, I found out that a woman who learned she had cancer maybe a little after Thanksgiving passed away. She was one who was not afraid to say what was on her mind and she worked there for years.

A crazy weekend at work, that's for sure.

Oh, on a lighter note, I was contemplating setting up another journal for just my fic (fanfic and original) and was wondering what you all thought of that. I might ask for some pointers in the design and all if I do go through with it. Let me know, yeah?

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