new things

1...electric blanket
2...three baby chicks
3...pregnant dingo
4...chloral hydrate syrup
5...almond milk (not new, but I bought some)
6...ethidium bromide (carcinogen)
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I do not deserve the stubborn good health I've got.  My sister is dead.  My mother has cancer.  My dad's had three heart-attacks.  And me?  Nothing.  Nothing that's not self-inflicted. What the fuck is wrong with my mind?
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But on the brighter side of things: I have a chick named Anastasya!  I like the name Anastasya because it's root-words mean (in my words) "I won't stay this way!"  (literally: not-staying).