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Crawling down a bottle…..I just heard that expression on television, and it sounds appealing.  Damn alcoholism!

Everything is pretty much fine.  We are at Lola’s.  Have been all weekend, thus far.  We are supposed to go home tomorrow, though I have no idea what time or what have you. 

Bomber, our kitty cat, is going to go ballistic when we get home.  The girly-girlz, Bandit and Goldie, will yelp and probably be all twisted together with their damn leads.  I get a headache just thinking about it!!!!!

I wish we weren’t always broke. 

I just woke up, so my mind is not yet too clear.  It’s 1:30am, and I slept till about midnight.  Didn’t realize I’d been up so long.  Why am I not more awake?!

Don’t like myself too much today.  Not sure why.

Love to all, from,

Betty Louise