Tuesday, January 15, 2002

Mom says that it would be nice not to be here, meaning that she would like to go for a drive. I'm running out of ideas so I would like some new ones in the comment ("thoughts?") section. No more Shady Glen unless I drive in and park. It is kind of a dreary, cold day. Swimming helps. I'd be running if my foot wasn't out of commission. Right now Mom is telling the rotten dog to eat the food. The dog eats more than she does.

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