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Sunday, May. 04, 2008 - 1:03 a.m.

I work with somebody about once or twice a year on a graphic arts project.

As you know too well, I can't stand it when my layout or design work is tampered with or otherwise poorly treated or displayed improperly.

This also goes for the items I scan and upload from this household's private art collection.

Somebody in my life has asked for permission to modify something I worked on, and I don't want to allow it.

So I'm actually offering to do the modifications myself, and it's irritating me to have even been asked.

Oh well. This one's on me for being so hard-headed!

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Saturday was wonderful here; we were able to use the last of the ham diced up and tossed into the pan wtih the eggs and the spices for scrapple.

John and I watched the Kentucky Derby, and were overjoyed to see Big Brown win with Kent Desormeaux as his jockey.

We were also devastated about what happened to Eight Belles, who was the only filly.

She came in second, but at the conclusion of the race, she pulled up lame and collapsed.

The vets on scene determined that she broke both of her front ankles, so she had to be euthanized right there on the track.

I hope when it's my turn to die, that I've just done something at least that spectacular.

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Minimal but essential things planned for today -- I get to give John a haircut, and then we get to go to Office Labryinth and pick up some more inkjet paper.

Woo.

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That's it. Have a nice Sunday.

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