Falling off the Blog
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commentary from a bi feminist space cadet

8.31.2003
I mean, normally I use alcohol and a q-tip to clean mice, but we don't have any of those. So I improvised.

posted by dragonlight 4:16 PM
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Oh, bloody hell. Ok, I'll be a good girl and put something on this thing, since I'm here and can't do any work. True to form, I lost my keys at the mall somewhere yesterday and can't get at my stuff that I stashed in my mailbox here at the office. The desk guy doesn't have the spares and nobody will be in to work until Tuesday. *sigh* I'm going back to my site this afternoon. Maybe I should care that ALL of my work from the last few months is on those disks and in those folders in that mailbox, but I'm just not really interested today. I guess I'll have to come back to the capital soon though. And I do rather hope Doña Matilde has her spares handy. Eek. 'Cause I locked up the house but good before I left.
So, I got a cell phone yesterday, after spending a month with only spotty email for communication. Very happy that. If you want the number, email me at the address at right. Or just reply to this post. Not that anyone ever comes through here of course. Especially since I haven't posted for five months.
For the record, I'm in a little town called Monte Plata. It's not much to look at, with less to do, but the people are great. I'm really enjoying it. I've got a little bitty yellow house with concrete walls, a zinc roof, and no kitchen.


posted by dragonlight 3:31 PM
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well, umm, so blogger last time wouldn't let me post at all. And now it looks insanely different. So let's see what this means.

posted by dragonlight 3:14 PM
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