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About Me
- rockygrace
- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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- Snowmageddon It
- A kindred spirit
- A massive dose of guilt can be highly profitable, ...
- Whut whut!
- In need of a little inspiration
- Rocky
- Outsourcing
- Seven Pounds (of shit) continued .....
- Movie Review: Seven Pounds ......
- World Tour of Local Diners, revisited
- 30-Day Shred Haiku
- HEY, KIDS, *mumble mumble mumble*
- Pop Quiz!
- Oh man, I never learn
- Ya Lost Me
- It's like a bad Jeff Foxworthy joke
- Stampy, the Angry Deer
- Late afternoon
- Best thing I've heard lately
- Holy shit you guys, you're not even going to belie...
- Movie Review - "District 9"
- Ten
- 30 Day Shred
- I'm sorry, but that place smelled NASTY
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2 comments:
I know how you feel. We had our cat from August 93' to October 08'. We still catch ourselves yelling Squeaker by accident when calling Whiskers.
He was in our lives so long, it is still hard to get over him not being here anymore.
It IS still hard.
That's the tough thing about pets - you pretty much know when you get them that you're (probably) going to outlive them.
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