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  <title>KayeKitty's Korner</title>
  <subtitle>Somewhere in the Sunbelt</subtitle>
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    <title>kayekitty @ 2009-04-08T17:34:00</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm still here.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I'm a little down.&amp;nbsp; I don't have any idea if I am doing well, and will look back on this and laugh---or if this is it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just had to bitch out my roomie for not taking her medicine correctly.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I used the word 'bitch'.... I had to, because she knows she can't do that... she Has to have the medicine, to keep her on an even keel.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No one wants her to be without it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't have to, but ... *Shrug*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all these people I&amp;nbsp;live with, they've been with me for about 25 years, keeping my head up, keeping me going when everything fell apart.&amp;nbsp; Now, everything here is pretty grim---Barb is working herself into exhaustion, Robert is bickering with his boss, Maggie can't understand why it's important to take her drugs, and the doctor doesn't want me to work anymore.... what's to be done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, truly bone tired.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to argue with the car dealers who can't seem to find me a car (or barbara one, even though the transmission is going out in hers), or argue with my boss who doesn't seem to understand what &amp;quot;Kristyn can't work nights&amp;quot; means.... I&amp;nbsp;wish sometimes that times were still good so that they'd have one less thing to worry about... oh well.</content>
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