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Oops. I still think that if I was told that I had to prepare all of this crap that I would have done it. Because that's just what I do. Too much. I can tell my mom's tired too...sometimes she says things that are...odd. "Just trying to keep you out of UNH" this makes me think that you don't think I can do better than UNH :( meh. "No one asked you to go?" Ouch. Mom. Really? "That could be you..." Oh, don't tempt me more. I do it enough myself. But, yes, that's my first choice. And if I thought it was possible I'd entertain the thought more. "Hummingbird. What's the word? Are you still your mother's child? Or have you found yourself a flower?" I'm screwed, basically. I think I just do it torture myself But, oh my, this is nice. |
