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Thursday, March 03, 2005
Peekin' Out . . .
. . . doin' a little prairie-doggin'
Yes, I have been keeping a very low profile for the last week or so, trying to get myself together, and back on track. To be honest, it isn't going all that well. But, I'm still trying.
So, today, I've decided to really p*ss off my s.o., ditch all of the housework that needs to be done, ditch all of the business filing and associated computer detail work that needs to be done (including bill-pay stuff) for the business . . . and, just have a spa day to try to get myself centered, and find a little bit of positive karma in all this negative counter-energy.
I need to get dressed and get going. I need to stop at the cleaners before my appointment at the nail salon. I have a manicure and pedicure scheduled. Then, I have a consultation with a new stylist named David at a new Day Spa (the last stylist at the old Day Spa was much too much of a [and no offense to the Nazis as a whole] Nazi in her tactics of control and domination over what she would do to my hair - regardless of my requests, inputs, pleadings, and crying. After that, I have an hour-long deep-tissue massage. I really NEED these things after the last month of insanity that I have experienced!
I did get my new car delivered on Monday . . . it is a Saab 9 3 Turbo Convertible . . . black top on silver 2 door coupe with a complete charcoal interior - leather seats, loaded out. I'm still reading the 5,000 page (okay, I exaggerated by a few pages!) owner's manual because I haven't a clue what 80% of the buttons are for . . . they're either blank, marked with some unrecognizable symbol, or some unrecognizable letter grouping -- I guess if I were Swedish and not Irish, I could figure it out much faster!
Okay, I'm off for a day of beauty -- or, at least a day of someone getting paid to make me feel "pretty" . . . and, after doctors visits, seeing my old car turn into a pancake, dealing with friends who really aren't, and preparing myself for one of my best friends to leave on Monday for the giant Iraqi sandbox . . . I deserve this!
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