Tuesday, November 07, 2006


I finished clearing out my work voicemail. That #%$# red light is no longer blinking at me.

Of course, that doesn't mean the rest of my life isn't falling apart, but at least there's one less red light blinking to remind me how far behind I am and how close things are to falling apart.

Small victories.


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