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urbandruid) wrote2003-06-15 09:21 am
urbandruid) wrote2003-06-15 09:21 am
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I was woken up half an hour ago by my mother, who now wants to leave even earlier so we can go to Marie Callander's and pick up a pie for Grandpa. (Not to be confused with great-grandpa; Grandpa still knows who we all are).
There is not enough caffine in the western hemisphere for me to think this is a good idea, but as usual, nobody asked me, so...
I just have visions of being over at my grandparents' all day, which is frightening on so many levels.
Oh well. At least I can tell them about my grades if they ask how it's going with me.
Starving. Must go grab something to eat before we head out. *sigh*
Well. I'm off.
There is not enough caffine in the western hemisphere for me to think this is a good idea, but as usual, nobody asked me, so...
I just have visions of being over at my grandparents' all day, which is frightening on so many levels.
Oh well. At least I can tell them about my grades if they ask how it's going with me.
Starving. Must go grab something to eat before we head out. *sigh*
Well. I'm off.
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Sigh, I feel your pain *finishes large travel mug of coffee*. Stayed up waaaaaay too late last night reading Dorothy Sayers, myself. Lord Peter Wimsey has rescued me from my Pre-OotP nothing-to-read emergency, though.