Went in to school yesterday and linked everything up on the website update, but didn't post it. No access to the server, which was, in any event, down. I'd figured something was funny when I'd accessed my email account (not something I ever do, much, as I have the mail forwarded) the other day and found I had to reset my password. Welol, come to think of it... maybe the email's not on the same server... dunno, however the website will be updated at SOME TIME, wqith the grad and pow-wow pix, and a little bit more on H's page. Mr. C was there and gave me an update, very kindly, and also a super sweatshirt with a great big chenille logo on it. It's the logo his brother designed, the one I don't use, however it looks nice on a shirt. I stick with the original turtle logo, which is a beautiful piece of artwork and should be treasured.

It's too hot for me: I always feel rotten, but now I am feeling rottener. Yesterday's school visit was brief -- I just made and checked links and bundled it all onto a CD with a note requesting Mike post it. Then I ACd to the groceteria, then ACd home. Home was shut up like it is now, to minimise heat accumulation. Today is the 10th annual potluck at Connie and David's house for making fun of the Lakefair Parade, which goes by the house. Well, now it begins slightly to the north, I think, but anyway they line up in front of the house. The highlight has always been the man-shot-out-of-the-cannon and the Yardbird. Sadly, last year had no highlights. The cult church always has an elaborate float. One year Dave had to rescue Shriners with heat prostration. Last year my mum was there, and her friend Florence with her dude Fred. Now my mum and Fred are dead. The year before last I was so ill I sat in the kitchen and cried, but oddly, no one knew I didn't feel well. How could that be? Am I usually so dull and miserable? It's a very odd thing to be so terribly ill that I feel every single thing about me that I would've sworn was ME is now gone, yet I still stagger on. For what purpose? Not for any interest on my part, I'll tell you -- I'd've been long dead if it were up to me.
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