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02/02/2006: "A Taste of Honey (On Your Spam)"
Oodles of stuff to do today to get ready to go to Salt Lake City tomorrow. Girlie stuff - the nails, the eyebrows, other assorted maintenance issues. Then there's the washing of the clothes.
We had such a fun night last night. We'd just bought one of those gallon jugs of honey and I used the damn heavy thing to put on top of the tofu so it could squeeze the water out. Well, darling Jessie decided it looked like a really neato toy, so she not only got it down off the counter, she opened the top! Honey all over our couch. I mean great huge puddles of sticky honey on the back, the cushion, under the cushion. In fact, there's only a 1/4 of the honey left. The rest we've (and by that I mean mostly Dotes) been trying (and only partially succeeding) in cleaning up. Weeeee! Good thing she's so cute. It totally saved her ass.
We've (and yes, again, I mean Dotes) set up the wireless thingee on the laptop. Have no idea if it's going to work, so you may or may not hear from me over the weekend.
Also - I'm getting slammed again with spam. (may all spammers get honey in their underwear every day of their lives) I can't block it because they change the url every time, but I'm getting 4 or 5 every single day. Jeez, I hate that so much. I mean, what's the point, other than the annoyance? Even if I left it, do they actually think someone's going to click it and buy, believe, read what they're trying to push? Sheesh.
