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Friday, February 11, 2005
The House, It Was Appraised
Holy moly, when I say appraised, I mean appraised. Every inch of the place. Had I known, I would’ve sucked up a few more dust bunnies, instead of just trying to make the place presentable. But no, the guy went into our CLOSET. The closet, where you should be able to hide things. The good news is that it’s over and hopefully the refinancing shall commence in a quick and easy fashion. Then, new businesses, new ideas and bill paying shall commence. I don’t even feel like blowing any of the money on anything silly. Sure, one more Wranglers game, but that’s only because we want to take my parents and give them a better view than the last game. When you have good seats, it makes even the lesser games good. When you can see faces smashed into the glass right there in front of you, that’s some good fun. I slept all of maybe 2-3 hours last night, so I’m sorry that I can’t even approach entertaining tonight. We need to get up semi-early tomorrow morning to meet my brothers (one is here for a chiropractic seminar) for lunch on the Strip. I’m so very very seepy…
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