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May 26, 2005

photo of the squeaker

always with the camera. sheesh.


It could be worse. I could be one of those people that posts photos of my pets. Instead, you get proof that I'm nuts about my brand-new fuzzy-headed niece. She is eight weeks old today. I call home just to hear her breathe. On good days, the family will remove her pacifier for a couple seconds so I can hear her squeak in anger. It is so sweet.

Memorial weekend is upon us, and I have precious few plans. On purpose. I think I have a second date (god help me), I have aspirations of cleaning out a closet, and I have a new book to start - War Trash by Ha Jin. Hell, I might get all ambitious and muck around Eastern Market on Saturday or Sunday too. I hope you all have a lovely weekend as well!

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