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Posted by Babs | Posted in Tales of a Nobody | Posted on 11-05-2009


Ten years and still going strong!

Babs’ Tweet Update for 2009-07-02

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Posted by Babs | Posted in Tales of a Nobody | Posted on 02-07-2009


I wanted to write a lengthy post regarding my return but it appears a nasty thunderstorm has hit so this will have to do for now. #
I just took the "Which US city should you really be living in?" quiz and got: Portland, OR! Try it: http://bit.ly/uPCQF #
Despite the battery light coming on, Glenn let [...]

The Return of Babs

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Posted by Babs | Posted in Tales of a Nobody | Posted on 02-07-2009

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Gah!
Almost finally moved in. We still have the stuff in the cubby of the old apartment and there’s crap here that needs to be put away, but we have arrived. Funny how before we moved in Glenn insisted we needed more stuff, and now he’s bitching that we have too much.
We got lucky [...]

Babs’ Tweet Update for 2009-06-29

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Posted by Babs | Posted in Tales of a Nobody | Posted on 29-06-2009

Messing up Glenn's furniture moving plans. Nat. Grid can't find our address so I have to get the meter number first thing today. #
I can hear the preteen laughing his arse off while catching up on "The Smoking Gun's World's Dumbest Criminals/Drivers". #

Babs’ Tweet Update for 2009-06-27

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Posted by Babs | Posted in Tales of a Nobody | Posted on 27-06-2009

Taking a break from packing and stuff to add a feed to LJ's speed_fic. #
And the female is right once again. Ben's car failing to start WAS due to a completely dead battery. #
Finally got my invite to Ravelry! #
I'm sorry Michael Jackson died but seriously, does my sanity have to be challenged? #

Almost Home Sweet Home

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Posted by Babs | Posted in Tales of a Nobody | Posted on 27-06-2009

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Signed the lease, paid the deposit and first month’s rent on the apartment.
It is ours (at least for the next year)!
We began moving some of the boxes in. The preteen loves the place. He and a friend who helped with the boxes spent half an hour running up and down the steps. Ben likes it, [...]