i'm having sinus issues and trying not to get sick again. that means more rest. so even though under normal circumstances i might start a blog at 10:25, tonight i'm not--i'm going to bed instead. it doesn't mean i don't love you--it just means i ran out of time. i don't know where the evening went! so i will just leave you with this . . .
on tuesdays rollie works at home writing his sermon, so he always brings me lunch. i only have half an hour for lunch, but it takes him about an hour and a half to make it happen--he has to go get the lunch from somewhere, bring it and eat with me, and then clean up and head back home. i really, really, really appreciate this. not only the food, but the time and effort too.
until today.
today, i had to drink my soda out of this cup:
i have come to terms with living in lakerland. they are on the news. they are on the tv in the man room. i have to endure their gold and purple flags flying off of cars during may and june. and i have learned to cope with all of that pretty well.but on my drink cup?!?!
i commented on this unfortunate situation at lunch today, and rollie kindly said that next time he could bring me a small soda instead (which does not apparently sport laker propaganda.)
i don't know . . . maybe i can just ignore it. how long can they have these cups anyway?? basketball season only has six more months to go . . .
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see. he knew you did not like the lakers, and in his insensitivity he brought you a laker cup.. karma--lakers lose, with kobe injured the same nite...
Go "crippled" Blazers. The only thing I don't know is where to...
oh albert . . . you do like living dangerously, don't you. you know he is going to read this and then hope you are on opposite teams :)
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