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Thwarted, I tell you! At every turn. I tried to be good, today. I went to Percy Cycles with the bike tire which needs to be repaired*... apparently too early. Still closed. The E-bay shop opens at 9AM. I did get the recycling done and the grocery shopping, but half the bottle return machines were out of order. It was REALLY ANNOYING. Anyway, it can wait until we get back, right? Er... right? I think it'll have to.
Also, when I was doing the grocery shopping, I couldn't bring myself to buy the sliced turkey and provalone. Just the thought of buying turkey today to be eaten on Thursday made my stomach do flipflops. We'll have to pick them up at the Hannaford in Bangor on our way through, tomorrow.
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eor, probably the eggshell you found in the alley was that of a raven! It was almost exactly 2 inches across - I took a ruler out and measured it from a couple of different angles to make sure I wasn't getting it long-ways.
ETA: I meant to say - I couldn't find ANY of the usual liquid soaps which aren't advertised as antibacterial; they all are, now. So I bought Dr. Bronner's. I can't find anything on the package that proves to me it's actually better for the environment, but they sell it at LL Beans, now, as being a good soap to take camping. Not that it matters a whole lot to me, I've just been in love with the smell of Dr. Bronner's almond soap since I was a kid. So I took a bath in it and now I smell like a hippy. Er, that is, a hippy minus the body odor and patchouli, or like they smell about once a month.**
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*Yes of courseeor knows how to repair his own bike tire, and he did so. And then several hours later it exploded, which gives you quite a jump in a small apartment, I can tell you. I suspect that the spokes might have worked their way through the rim too far.
**Like most people, I feel I can make fun of the culture I was raised in.
Also, when I was doing the grocery shopping, I couldn't bring myself to buy the sliced turkey and provalone. Just the thought of buying turkey today to be eaten on Thursday made my stomach do flipflops. We'll have to pick them up at the Hannaford in Bangor on our way through, tomorrow.
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eor, probably the eggshell you found in the alley was that of a raven! It was almost exactly 2 inches across - I took a ruler out and measured it from a couple of different angles to make sure I wasn't getting it long-ways.ETA: I meant to say - I couldn't find ANY of the usual liquid soaps which aren't advertised as antibacterial; they all are, now. So I bought Dr. Bronner's. I can't find anything on the package that proves to me it's actually better for the environment, but they sell it at LL Beans, now, as being a good soap to take camping. Not that it matters a whole lot to me, I've just been in love with the smell of Dr. Bronner's almond soap since I was a kid. So I took a bath in it and now I smell like a hippy. Er, that is, a hippy minus the body odor and patchouli, or like they smell about once a month.**
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*Yes of course
eor knows how to repair his own bike tire, and he did so. And then several hours later it exploded, which gives you quite a jump in a small apartment, I can tell you. I suspect that the spokes might have worked their way through the rim too far.**Like most people, I feel I can make fun of the culture I was raised in.