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I learned today that rice can be had in some pretty big effin' bags, and that rows of canned goods and cases of bottled water make me happy. Also with the paper goods. And putting everything away was so much fun; it was like, 'playing store', when you were a kid.

Now, if I can get a small freezer to also go in my spare room, I can ~~hoard~~ stock up on lots of other stuffs, too (including a possible half-a-processed-deer, if these guys that my coworker knows 'get one'). Also starting with basic stuffs like aspirin, hydrogen peroxide, dish soap (many uses for dish soap) and batteries. If I call ahead, I can get some items by the case at the amish grocery where I used to work. :)

Even though the Apocalypse/Revolution ™ seems to be somewhat deferred for now, Impending Economic Doom ™ begs this - and yes, I know all about how 'crazy' it seems, but, TOUGH; trying to be an Ant, for a change, instead of a Grasshopper. I mean, my brother-in-law with seven kids (Yes. I know. SEVEN.) is about to lose his job of over ten years - and is desperately trying to line something up...MY job is kicking my everlovin' ASS on a nightly basis, but I am SO grateful to have it; honestly..though agewise/physically-wise, I have to start thinking about schooling...blah, blah, blah, etc.

If nothing else, there will eventually be SOMEONE who needs some of this stuff. There's a lot of people MUCH worse off than I, and I don't mind sharing.

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All of ya'll shoulda SEEN the look of absolute horror on my son's face when I blasted Adam and the Ants to clean to/wake him up to pitch in. He called it, 'The Devil's Music', and I cracked up, hysterically.

But, hey. What does HE know? He listens to Gershwin, these days.

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And, once again, I apologize for losing the threads of all of you and being lax/non-existant in replying to comments. I should just get some pre-fab 'message' to c/p on here from time to time or something.

Again, unfriending is offered, and I wouldn't blame ya.

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The other night at work, Andrea-The-Blood-Girl came onto the floor while I was away from the desk (I was on D Wing alone, where there's only ten people) and in a resident's room.

I hear her go sailing by, down the hallway, "Hi, Lauren..Knew it was you down here!"

I popped my head out from the doorway, "Bzuh? Hi, yeah, it's me. Howya doing?"

"I saw your copy of 'Foucault's Pendulum' on the desk, and thought, 'Oh, good; Lauren's down here, tonight'. I mean it HAD to be YOU. Who else here would be reading that?"

*SNORT*

I choose to take that as a compliment.

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OMG wouldn't it be WILD if it had been the same night???

I had gotten you SOME appliance/electronic thing or another that you had offhandedly mentioned (sorry, I have not clandestinely bought you your freezer ;D) and then, based on some info you had mentioned in your post, I stalked the place where you said you lived (curiously, it was very close to my own home, as you now were living in a townhome/apartment/condo in my area) and drove around until I saw you, DJ, and another female friend sitting on your front porch. You had a blanket around your shoulders and a steamy mug and DJ noticed me first and stood up and waved. You got all flustered and cantankerous about me stalking you down and you gave me a huge hug and later a scolding when I delivered whatever present it was I had gotten for you.

This was Thursday night that I was reading it....the dream was the day before that, I think; around there - but I dreamed I came to YOUR house - !!! - and you were all shocked at first until I literally PICKED YOU UP (you were really really tiny) and hugged the shit out of you. Your feet were swinging, and I remember laughing.

..and DAY-UM; I'm even a bitch in OTHER PEOPLES' DREAMS? That takes the cake. The allusions to being sick may be not-so-good-a-thing, OR it could be related to this icon? Hehehehe..As for 'stalking', there is no 'stalking' with you. My door's always open. :)

Oh, I didn't get the sense that you were sick. More like you were enjoying the weather on the porch. It was kinda crisp out, but yeah, you were totally Colberting. Perhaps it was a subliminal icon reference.

OMG it was around that time, too. Imagine if we dreamt about each other on the same night, hugging each other in the same dream?? HOLY SHIT THAT IS WEIRD.

You weren't a bitch, you were just mad at me for seeking you out to bring presents to you, as I know you would be. ;)

Not THAT weird; I've been thinking about you a lot, lately and really miss talking to you. And am STILL in fucking pluckitude's grasp over the recent Frank thing..none of my beeswax, I know; but DAMN. How could dodging a bullet be so damned PAINFUL?

I am so fucking pissed about missing Frankie. I thought FINALLY! I would get to see THE Frank McCourt. Yeah, glad I didn't drive down there, pay for parking, trudge over to the place and THEN get denied, cos you would have seen me on the news. SRSLY.

*wails*

*throws self at the mercy of Frankie*

...and don't tell me you're not somewhat psychic, as I was just saying to Gaya about those heaters you sent me. We use them every day, now. STILL THE GREATEST SURPRISE EVER.

I am so glad. :)

This box was about the size of a DVD player, but I had the sense that it was a more practical gift.

New TOYS, maybe?

*cough*

I need 'em.

Wow. That was a HUGE box. So either there was a shitload of them or a REALLY REALLY BIG ONE.

*cough* I have heard of a really big machine that . . . never mind

It's so sad that I have to resort to 'heavy machinery', innit?

*hides front-end loader in shed*

ROFL

~~unhooks cattle chaser from front end of car~~