Tuesday, April 1, 2003
When a Good Dog Goes Bad
My Dog got out the other day. It was my fault. The neighbor said there was an opening in the chain link. I didn’t listen. My Dog was a good Dog. He always came when called, and he never tried to escape before. Oh, sure, I’d catch him hanging over the fence, begging for attention from Cassie Ann, the...
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I Got Paid!
I got my first pay for blogging. I can't believe someone paid me to whine, bitch, complain, goof off, and in general, have a good time. I am also quite surprised how motivating a little bit of money can be. It doesn't take much, just a taste--kind of like potato chips, you can't eat just one....
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