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Weekend's over.
Why are there so many flies in the house? All of a sudden?
It's amusing to chase them with the cursor when they land on the monitor. OFF my precious flatpanel!
So we went to Great America on Saturday, and we won a big plastic dolphin and a plushie (sort of) flower. My mom and brother played the weight-guessing game, and the person guessed 100 pounds (with 4 pounds range for error) for my brother, and he stepped on the scale and he was 106 pounds. <beg>
Ah, only in a carnival game could one be proud of being too fat.
(Actually, I'd probably be able to "win" that one too because I look tiny but have heavy muscles in legs. =P Maybe next time...)
It's amusing to chase them with the cursor when they land on the monitor. OFF my precious flatpanel!
So we went to Great America on Saturday, and we won a big plastic dolphin and a plushie (sort of) flower. My mom and brother played the weight-guessing game, and the person guessed 100 pounds (with 4 pounds range for error) for my brother, and he stepped on the scale and he was 106 pounds. <beg>
Ah, only in a carnival game could one be proud of being too fat.
(Actually, I'd probably be able to "win" that one too because I look tiny but have heavy muscles in legs. =P Maybe next time...)
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And yes, my conscience has been pounding at me to finish the fic. I'm getting there!