Archive for the 'stress' Category

the following takes place between 2:17 and 2:25pm…

09 Jul

So, the plans to hit the cheap movies at the new multiplex collapsed right about the time we saw the line snaking all the way around the attached mall. After lunch and  a quick trip to the bookstore, we headed home.  However, since Andrew’d been such a good kid for the morning, Mary hadn’t been, […]

malevolent spirits in the bathroom

08 Jul

I believe my house may be trying to drive us away. Of course, if it keeps breaking little bits of itself like this, I’m going to be unable to sell it to anyone. So, if the property is indeed sentient or haunted by a Spielbergian Poltergeist, it probably ought to have thought its cunning plan […]

a confluence of tracks six and three

05 Jul

The floor measurement’s done; they have our requirements and can work up a good estimate. Of course, the floor place, perfectly reasonably, is stretching out their Independence Day weekend (I really should have done that…), and won’t be back in the office until Monday. “Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pie” […]

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