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Daily Diary
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Friday June 9th, 2000

I slept till 11 am. That was fun! When I got up I was on the computer for about an hour and then dressed and shopped at Meijer's and got all sorts of stuff like noxema, beauty creme, shapoo and conditioner, hair ties, face creme, body wash, sun lotion, a Sailor Moon video, a cool tie dye t-shirt, two long, loose summer dresses (they're beautiful), etc.. Those dresses were badly needed. Previously I was wearing a torn lilac skirt with too much revealing! Now, everything is good, because I have two new dresses and great shoes to go with them! I'm sassy! Yes, sassy! I worked pretty much the rest of the evening doing real work, trying to get more of that online application finished. It's going to be the bomb. Till next time... Chow!

Some pictures of me eating a plate, drinking pop, looking for a chicken to kill, and tickling my doggie's ears

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Daily Peeves & Shout-Outs
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Friday June 9th, 2000

I hate radio condom advertisements
I hate radio better sex advertisements
Everything is too darn expensive!
OPEC - D I E
Gass prices suck
Food prices suck
Meijer is expensive but i got a pretty good deal on those dresses!
My favorite beauty creme - Oil of Olay Night Firming creme was sold out, instead I was forced to buy the day creme ------ :(*** sobs
It was hotter than hell outside today
People can be such rude drivers!

Pictre of the Day
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Inspirational Poem
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Hands

Thank you Lord for dirty hands That touch my stove and fridge; For sticky little fingers that Try to build a bridge.

For careless hands that go astray In search of something new; For hands to hold and show the way As mothers often do.

For precious little hands in which Great faith so abounds; For silly little hands that reach To touch a mother's frown.

And thank you for Your guiding hand That leads me to the light; That lifts me when I stumble And points me to the right.

As little hands reach out to me To show them what to do, I'm steadied, reassured and loved As I reach up to You.

By Judith Peitsch
from Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul
Copyright 1997 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Patty Aubery and Nancy Mitchell




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