ibeachalot's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Friday the 13th I could tell it's Friday the 13th, without even looking at a calendar. Today when I took Evan out to his bus, the neighbor's black cat ran past us. Kevin called and told me his pit pass number for the race he's attending is 666. Today, I was rinsing lunch dishes and turned on the garbage disposal. It didn't work. While searching the unit for the reset button, I saw smoke coming from it. Great. Isn't that what always happens? You plan to sell a house then everything goes wrong with it? First the doorknob incident, now a smoking disposal. And this house has the nerve to wonder why I want to sell it... 1:52 p.m. - 2003-06-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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