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Last night I gave in and broke out the flannel sheets. The down comforter may eventually follow.
Miss Friday and I now have a tentative schedule to hit Ashland next year in the last week of June. I'm going to a few shows on my own, but I'm just happy to have company for as many shows as I do.
USPS says that they have Windrose's new book which I ordered, but I need to sign for it. And they'll try to stop by sometime between ten-thirty and five today. Thus ensuring that anybody who, you know, has a *job* will be unable to sign for it.
Plus? I won't be home until probably ten because tonight is the special Battlestar Galactica Event at Shoreline.
How long until the next weekend, again?
Miss Friday and I now have a tentative schedule to hit Ashland next year in the last week of June. I'm going to a few shows on my own, but I'm just happy to have company for as many shows as I do.
USPS says that they have Windrose's new book which I ordered, but I need to sign for it. And they'll try to stop by sometime between ten-thirty and five today. Thus ensuring that anybody who, you know, has a *job* will be unable to sign for it.
Plus? I won't be home until probably ten because tonight is the special Battlestar Galactica Event at Shoreline.
How long until the next weekend, again?
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I guess I got the neurotic driver this weekend.
I thought about having stuff delivered to work, but I'd be afraid of it getting lost once it arrived.