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| To All, I'm having some quiet time with the dogs. The garage door man came and has gone away. Dad (stepfather) paid it. It wasn't a lot considering I was thinking it might cost upwards of 200 dollars. The man on the phone said we could always pay it in 15 days as my check will arrive in that time range. But Dad had some extra money but he asked me to help him when I get my pension. That will arrive on the 18th. The other thing to get done sooner than later is the faucet drip in the kitchen. Someone said she won't allow it. Must be Betty the Queen. This will have to be figured out but I do plan to call somebody to fix it. It will be around the time I get my pension and if some people are guarding the bank and the IRS and the Treasury they've been monitore and 'made' as they say in the movies. The other thing I did today with the dogs and Dad was to visit the clinic. The BP was monitored and it seems to have gotten down to an acceptable range. Then on the spur of the moment they asked me to stay for the labs. So I said Ok. That was done after sometime waiting in the sitting room or waiting room. The time spent waiting was good as I reviewed a book that I had in my bag. It caused such a happy reaction from Colin. One of the things in there was PG Wodehouse's story of a befuddled man who got himself engaged (behind the potted plant) to a woman named Myrtle got us in hysterical giggles. It made me wish for PG Wodehouse's book which I'm not sure I have any longer. I'l l have to get a copy again. The book is rather a large book I don't know why I hadn't read a lot of it, butit could be because some o f my thoughts aren't English and have no sense of humour that way. So they all said No more of this and I got sad and left the conversation. However, that is about as much as happened but I do remember one more thing. There was a sound of a high pitched beep that came to the consciousness of the Thoughts and I wondered where on earth it came from. I didn't worry much. I decided after a bit that I might have an auditory problem, or, someone's hearing aid was not functioning well enough. some of the thoughts got upset that it could be a sound of a bomb waiting to go off. I even heard someone talk to my dead mother slally who claimed she was in the presence of said bomb. I believe she was let off. I don't know where the hell she is now. No seriously this beeping sound went on for a goodish hour. I can't tell you that it kept me from my equanimity but it did. I was somehow asking Colin in a whisper what the heck that sound and whether or not I ought to do something like take apill to get out of that awful sound. I don't know if - well it might have also beent he fire alarm going off intermittently It does that in this house. I swear this house is quite weird. I might actually write a small operetta about it. The ghoulish inhabitants and all that sort of thing. These beastly asshole thoughts will be relegated to caricature like people. I nominate several people in my past for it. Haha. No need for what, Colin? No need to audition, ahh. Oh m goodness, exlaimed some asshole who shall look like that Peanuts character with the blank stare. Ok going off now. Bye Toots. |
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