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I need chocolate! [18 Feb 2005|05:26pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

I have had a horrible day.

My favorite purse got stolen.

I broke my nail slamming a door.

Then when I finally got home...Trevor expected me to fix dinner.

I'm going to find chocolate. Or ice cream. Possibly chocolate ice cream.

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[18 Feb 2005|01:52am]
[ mood | curious ]

I'm thinking of enrolling in some college classes here. The schedule for next semester has lots of options.

Nurse Admin Well, I can take nursing courses and move up the ladder. Although I don't really feel like being in nurse admistration. I've not seen anyone who sits behind a desk all day be very happy.

Writing courses. That didn't exactly go so well last time. I still have nightmares. Bad ones

Private Investigation...this...this appeals to me. Is it just that I miss Adrian? The Captain and Disher? Or is it that I miss solving a mystery, putting pieces together. I've started watching crime shows to see if I can solve the crime before the end of the show. Adrian, you'll be happy to know that I've solved 9 cases first! The tenth was a little odd. I could have swore that the off-duty security guard unlocked the door for the animal rights activists to come in and kill the head of research; but they didn't mention him in the case wrap-up.

Maybe I'm just a mystery junkie now, but I think I've got the talent for the job. It all relies on two things. Whether or not I can convince my husband that P.I. classes are a good idea...and whether or not I want to solve crimes without Adrian Monk by my side.

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*sigh [17 Feb 2005|03:08pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

I was cleaning out my purse on the subway today and I found an old shopping list.

New tennis shoes
Lipstick (tempting red)
Wet wipes
Handcuff key replacement

There are times that I miss my old job. As crazy as it sounds...I still carry around a small container of wipes in my purse.

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Thursday [17 Feb 2005|01:15pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]

::thump, thump:: Is this thing on?

Hey everyone! This is my introductory post. Full of useless bits of trivia and vague inside jokes that will hopefully intice you to keep reading my journal in the future.

Most of this journal will be me writing to my friends back in Frisco, Adrian Monk, Randy, and Captain Stottlemeyer. And of course my sister, Gail. Hopefully, none of the above people will be angry at me for leaving.

Angry because I left Adrian, angry because I got back with my ex-husband, angry because they had to pick up the slack.

I hope you aren't angry. I'm happy here. I'm happy with my marriage. Benji's happy. I miss you guys, but I'm happy.

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