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I was awakened by a phone call asking for Chris Fish. I asked what number they'd called and they gave me mine, so I told them Chris Fish didn't live here, just me. Now, they've called before, and I told them the same thing, so I wonder what they think Chris Fish did. I don't even know Chris Fish's gender.
I wrote a letter today that Lucila wanted. It's for the immigration lawyers who are trying to get her a green card. The problem is that I was supposed to write as a friend, and I wasn't going to lie (she cleans for me and we wave in the parking lot), so I didn't say much and it was rather vague.
Spirit used the litterbox today!
Look a couple posts down and see something similar. There wasn't anything under the latch in the clusterbox on Tuesday, but there was two of the…
Yes, we have that very high temperature plus the heat index is 122F. I can't go out, of course, and I'd plan to get mail when it's cooler, except we…
Earlier this week, the computer wouldn't stop. I looked all over for something that might work, other than unplugging, and when I didn't find…