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Oct. 10th, 2004 07:42 amSaturday I didn't go to North Carolina. See, La was supposed to pick up horses in Ebensburg and transport them to North Carolina and I offered to ride along, but when we got to Ebensburg, the horses were gone. Someone else had driven off with them already. So we didn't go to North Carolina. We did stop off at the tack store near Lynn's. I really like tack stores even though I don't honestly need any horse toys at the moment. Just browsing is fun. I did buy a 26" cinch which should do me. I haven't tried it out on Nick yet, but there will be time.
Today I have to do the fucking picnic for the members so that's going to blow most of the day. I'm going to sneak off and play horse real quick, but I need to be back here and cleaned up by 11 AM, so that isn't much horse time. I also have to attend the member's meeting and the water company meeting afterwards. *sigh* BORING. The members are boring and they whine. I am not amused and this will blow most of the day. Joe and Stacey are coming out with the kids, which means I'll probably have social obligations with them afterwards.
Cousin Jon has done fuck-all with my woodpile. I am really, really tempted to tell him exactly how big a pile of worthless shit I think he is, but it would be terribly bad form to say this to him in public and the picnic is nothing if not a public forum. I suspect I'm going to have to cut my own fucking wood pile in half. Should that come to pass, it is going to be a cold day in hell before Dora or any of her line get the slightest hint of another favor out of me. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...
Today I have to do the fucking picnic for the members so that's going to blow most of the day. I'm going to sneak off and play horse real quick, but I need to be back here and cleaned up by 11 AM, so that isn't much horse time. I also have to attend the member's meeting and the water company meeting afterwards. *sigh* BORING. The members are boring and they whine. I am not amused and this will blow most of the day. Joe and Stacey are coming out with the kids, which means I'll probably have social obligations with them afterwards.
Cousin Jon has done fuck-all with my woodpile. I am really, really tempted to tell him exactly how big a pile of worthless shit I think he is, but it would be terribly bad form to say this to him in public and the picnic is nothing if not a public forum. I suspect I'm going to have to cut my own fucking wood pile in half. Should that come to pass, it is going to be a cold day in hell before Dora or any of her line get the slightest hint of another favor out of me. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...