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Let's get things lined up. Like: 1)-Packing for one day trip to Connecticut which means 2)-Make questions and a consent form for the interview and 3)-Concert words 4)-Room cleanliness increased by at least 75%. 5)-Food eaten. Cause I'm starving. 6)-Charge the phone. Because I'm really good at having that die in an effort to save the phone bill...unintentionally. 7)-Piano and guitar! Wooo! 8)-Scheduling for vacation week :/. Blarg. Too much silly stuff. Oh. Homework? Nah. I love in school concerts because we never actually have class. Well...we do...but I don't have to go to science. And if I do go to science, I'll be playing with volcanic ash. Again. :) That stuff feels weird. You expect it to feel like confectioners sugar, but it's a lot lighter than that. It doesn't compact, and it gets everywhere. 32 is still a god damned number. 32 still counts. "I wanna know where the shadow people go." |
