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I commit more random acts of poetry.

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Me> "How are you?"
Ray> "Generously blessed."
Me> "Oh?"
Ray> "I'm always generously blessed." In a brushing-off tone of voice

I hate it when he acts like he has something to say and then won't say it.

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I've been talking to Ray. He apologized for rudely cutting me off mid-sentence Sunday morning with a curt "I don't want to talk about our personal lives." He was afraid that I was going to reveal something about my love life to him (as if!) and doesn't want to know anything about it because thinking about my love life is hurtful to him. He said, "I guess even though I don't want you I don't want anyone else to have you either. I'm a jealous Mexican." I think it was not intended to be as snide as it sounds here, but it's really rather silly. I told him I didn't want to confide those things in him anyway, and he needn't worry about me doing so, but that I thought talking about cool things to do around St Louis was perfectly okay.

And I thought she was malingering...!

( Rosa illness )

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Oww oww oww. It's getting worse. I've got a toothache on the right side of my mouth. I've had it for about a week now, but it hasn't been all that bad. Today it seems to be getting worse. It's still only a dull ache, but it's persistent. I called my dentist a couple of days ago to try to schedule an appointment, but they're on vacation until July 8th. I've got to remember to call back (with my telephone phobia, that's harder than it sounds).

I had an appointment May 6th, but I forgot about it until it had passed. I've tried a couple of times to reschedule, but they have really lousy hours. Seven to three Monday and Tuesday, seven to one Wednesday and Thursday. No Friday or Saturday hours at all. Now, though, I've really got to make a point of it. This toothache thing is not at all fun.

Far too many "buts" in this entry. Oh well.

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A redheaded wizard named Brand
Said, "Sister, just one small demand."
"All right," she said--
Tied him to his bed--
He came at the slap of her hand.