two hundred thirty-one pregnancies in patients with familial Mediterranean fever

Day 231: I'm crampy, bloated, and snuggling with Osiris' butt. Yeah.

two hundred thirty million years

Day 230: It was a rather blurry kind of day.

two hundred twenty-nine years ago tomorrow

Day 229: Due to extenuating circumstances, Vodka Night came early this week.

two hundred and twenty-eight years ago, our founding fathers proclaimed our faith in freedom

Day 228: I went to the bank, dropped by the Post Office, did some work to prepare for an interview tomorrow, worked for a bit outside, and ate dinner. That's mostly it.

cutpurses was founded by Mcleod with two hundred and twenty-seven members

Day 227: I combed O'Malley; he liked it.

printed in an edition of two hundred and twenty-six copies

Day 226: This is what happens when you: stay up till 2 Friday night at the movies, stay up till 2 Saturday night singing at an outdoor Ben Folds concert, smoke a few cheap cigarettes over the weekend, drink too much vokda Sunday night, and work hard in the yard Sunday and Monday. You get sick. Yeah. Sick. :^P

a tabular report of two hundred and twenty-five cases of refraction

Day 225: I accomplished something in the flower bed. I rock.

two hundred twenty-four; and last (of course not least) the humble zero

Day 224: Sunday night was Vodka Night. 'Nuff said.

children of Hashum two hundred twenty-three

Day 223: Saturday night, we went to see Ben Folds at Vanderbilt's Rites of Spring. Good show... but too many 6'4" inconsiderate jerks in the crowd for my liking. Mental note: Next time, wear platforms.

Martin asks whether or not a malt loaf actually weights 222g

Day 222: We went to see a scary movie Friday night with some friends. It was creepy.

two hundred twenty-one e's

Day 221: Potatoes!

two hundred twenty names will appear on the newest bronze tablet

Day 220: I planted flowers today. It was nice.

two hundred and nineteen men were jammed into the hold amidships

Day 219: I was very productive, and then very pooped. I loaded the truck up with about 15-20 bags of wet leaves and ivy vines, moved about ten 5-gallon buckets full of clay dirt and vine roots out of the flower bed over to the side of the house, put down ten 40-pound bags of topsoil, planted a row of sunflower seeds, and started on pulling vines and leveling the ground on the other side of the porch for another flower bed. Then, later in the day, I attended a three-act opera (without passing out). Impressive, eh?

two hundred and eighteen cases of hypertension

Day 218: What a lazy day. My goodness.

two hundred and seventeen cases of winter diseases

Day 217: Easter Jennifer.

two hundred sixteen dead cows

Day 216: We were productive today. Mighty productive. :^)

impingement of the dorsal spinous processes in two hundred and fifteen horses

Day 215: Yesterday don't matter if it's gone.

two hundred and fourteen who has failed to abide by any voluntary arbitration procedure

Day 213: I miss Mister Kitty.

two hundred and thirteen cases of marijuana toxicoses in dogs

Day 213: I got a spiffy bug ring today. It's nice. I like it.

two hundred and twelve persons disembarked after having been at sea

Day 212: I was productive, so I got some Swing Time in my new swing today. I like my new swing. A lot.

two hundred and eleven tips for enjoying France and the French

Day 211: Pooped.

day two hundred and ten. still slacking on the pictures.

Day 210: Today, we worked to make the yard prettier. No more ivy in front of the house (on the ground, at least...).

two hundred nine, neutral, tete a tete

Day 209: We made a trip into Chattanooga this weekend, and (aside from the weather on the drive down), it was mighty pleasant.

two hundred eight... she sat down with him on the porch, while he savoured his popsicle

Day 208: I'm losing track of the days.

day two hundred and seven. i was doing so well for a minute there.

Day 207: Snuggly cats. Mmmm... Now, if Miss Kitty would just learn to love me, I'll be all set.

two hundred and six days in which no water ran over the dam

Day 206: I've been productive today. I planted some sedum and wildflowers, potted some English Ivy and a walnut tree, pulled some ivy, and got a bit of color on my shoulders out of it all. I'm pretty happy about it.

six hundred four sadness, ten thousand three sadness, two hundred five elation,

Day 205: Malley and I gazed out the window together today. It was nice.

two hundred and four self-sustaining women are engaged in domestic service

Day 204: Happy.

I myself counted two hundred and three dead and wounded, and there may have been many whom I did not see

Day 203: Cramps. Suck. Ass. Foot rubs, on the other hand, rock.

the periodontal state in two hundred and two skulls of primitive peoples

Day 202: You'll be seeing a lot of these Snoopy curtains, as my computer desk chair sits in front of them. I like them a lot. Snoopy's fun.