Monday, March 25, 2002

Another killed last night. OK, now the bullet-proof buses aren't safe and the new bullets will pierce ceramic bullet-proof vests. Tanks can be exploded--so what's left for safe transport?

Ate too much chocolate yesterday and stayed up too late watching Eight is Enough--comfort food and comfort TV. At least I got 12 rows in on the Heir's sweater.

Have my music lesson today and am *so* not ready.

On email, people are talking about the Oscars. Who cares? I'm making up my Pesach shopping list and hoping I live through tomorrow.

S is being a typical teenaged brat. One year and 5 months until she goes to dorm school--if she and I make it that long.

Have to recode MSWord HTML code again for 8 hours. Grr.... Got the office floor clean.

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