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I find myself blogging less when I am reading more. A weird side effect. I can't quite figure that out. I have less to say when I read what other people write?
hmmm
Interesting.

What is everyone else reading?
I love coming home after work on summer days and sitting out in the yard and reading. This does involve having a spray bottle handy for spraying the yappity yap yap dogs in my yard. And bug spray. We have a huge tree and lots of crawly bugs around. And a pack of cigeretts. No, not because I smoke but because Crazy McCrazy next door always leans over the fence asking for one. It's easier/quicker/faster to just give her one then to listen to her ramble on about nicotine addiction and her incontinence. (note: she is the neighbor that drove through the Pier I window last year by "accident") - I kind of throw one over the fence and she trots off. Also I keep the land line phone nearby. I like to pick up when I see telemarketers calling and just gently lay the phone down by the yappity yap yap dogs. giggle.

Suddenly reading sounds like a very exhausting process.