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Is there no relief coming? I thought I heard thunder today but nothing happened. Pud Pud only shows for breakfast and dinner but I keep water fresh for her in case. You probably could make tea in it within minutes of putting it down.

I think my creativity center has been fried, even looking at Violet isn't helping. The worse is I'm not feeling well and between the two...heat and pain I don't stand a chance at doing much. I broke down and called the Doctor and now have some antibiotics, so some relief is on the way.
It's not helping knowing Jim will be leaving on Tuesday and that it might be for as long as 3 weeks this time instead of 2.

Not happy with Bill Gates and his infernal Vista either as it has raised havoc with our network of computers and printers. Even with some help it will not print even though all systems see each other. Jim has to do another large download tonight..when we get FAP Fair Access Policy so as not to mess with our regular amount of download. With me downloading such large files I'm using it up. Geek talk, I know and it usually doesn't affect the average Internet user.

TerrellS tells me the big announcement will be tomorrow, and I eagerly await it. From the sounds of it the three of us will be very busy.

Since I haven't been able to do things my mind has been semi active with thoughts, like what I want to be when I grow up. LOL Duh! a little late, here, ya think? I think about my life and the things I've done or not done. Some things many of my friends and even family didn't know. For instance I once wanted to be an actress, oh politically correct...actor. I've even done 2 plays both with staring parts. Of course one was 4th grade and the second as a Sophomore in High School...still, one has to start somewhere. That popped into my mind because Tommy, from The Coffee Cabinet is rehearsing for a play and said they were always looking for members for their group.

Second I also was a graduate from Hanover School of Modeling and modeled in two fashion shows. This was when I was in high school, too. My mother thought I could use the confidence. She took the course with me and also modeled. When I showed interest in it she told the agency I wasn't available...I was underage at the time and found this out when I asked about doing more shows. Way back then I could put Twiggy to shame. For you kids, Twiggy was the "It girl" in modeling in the late 50's early 60's and she was just that, a twig. I had the perfect height, weight, legs and hands, so I could do runway or specials photo shots for hand or legs. Man, what happened.

Later on in life I also dreamed about writing, and that I still dream about, but for some reason lack the courage to do it. That is part of my personality problem. Lack of confidence. I guess this blog is my way of dreaming and sampling at being a writer. Rattling on here. But a person can dream.

Oh please a little creativity here, Mind, are you in there? Come out and play.