Lunchtime blog.

Lunchtime blog….

Wt: 141.2. Ain’t that a pile of crap? FOUR pounds in a day??? Unbelieveable.
Mood: Wonderful, for the first time in a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time.
Lunch: Healthy Choice Mac-n-cheese. I’m out of frozen lunches now…
Work docket: Updated Faith, Careers, and Ingle. Did Hot Jobs, and a button for an advertiser.
Afternoon/Evening: I’m going to the beach, baby!!! Going to grab Mom on the way home from work and head to Ocean City, where I’ll be thrilled to smash my feet into the warm sand.

Asheron’s Call: Our little group last night managed to kill Gaerlan. I only died once. I was destroyed by a “Rolling Ball of Death.” Yeah. I have a great screenshot of Dierdre the Pain in her red Gaerlan robe with her new wand. Quite proud am I.

Once upon a time in Gloucester City, there was a terrible fire. Mama was out. Daddy was asleep with his three daughters in the bedroom. Fire erupts, probably due to a carelessly placed cigarette in an old, wooden house. Daddy beats a path out of the house, neglecting to take the kids with him, claiming that he couldn’t see them. Mama comes home from wherever, tries to get in the house, but collapses from smoke inhalation. Daddy is unhurt.

Three brave firefighters lose their lives trying to save the little girls. Two were married with kids. The third, also a dad, just got engaged that very evening.

Communities mourn, and money is collected for the families of the firefighters, and for Mama and Daddy. Shortly thereafter, Daddy’s family starts saying that Mama and Daddy are misspending their money. But that’s OK. After all…they’ve been suffering.

Eleven months later…how does Mama decide to thank the towns and firefighters who lost so much to try and save the kids she left behind?
Mother of 3 fire victims seeks right to sue. Unbe-fricking-leivable.

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