January 15th, 2004

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-- I am currently trying desperately to convince myself that it would be foolish to spend $25.00 on the 2004 Heckler & Koch calendar. So far, I'm not having much luck.

-- Judging from the popping, sputtering, and hissing steam coming out of it I'm fairly certain that the water heater in my apartment nearly exploded last night, in what I'm hoping was the last defiant act of it's death throes. Hopefully the damn thing will be either repaired or replaced when I get home this afternoon. Two days of no shaving and lukewarm whore's baths are quite enough, thank you.

-- My mother's coming into town this weekend to see the Yolanda Adams concert, which means I'm probably going to have to work to not go to church this Sunday, as opposed to what I usually do to avoid church, which is not going. And I was so hoping that I'd be able to avoid the necessity of having the "sorry, but your youngest is turning into a Taoist" arguement with her.

I'm away to lunch.
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Holy crap, I've read some frightening Chick Tracts in my day but this one takes the cake. Suzy's reaction when she starts talking about Cathy's cheating father is going to give me nightmares.