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Nov. 19th, 2005 05:14 pmHave survived another day. Woot. Not so much with the horrible headache this time.
Bought gas. Lots of gas, was pushing going to run out you idiot, but on the plus side gas prices are dropping, and my car likes the drive to Waterville so I'm getting almost 31 miles to the gallon right now.
In other news my family is all crazy. I was woken up this morning at 6:45 by mom telling my brother breakfast was ready. And I didn't manage to go back to sleep because they had a loud conversation either in the bathroom or the hallway, both of which are directly under my room so I could hear every word. They left to go hiking at 8, they aren't home yet. Although that might be because they had to go grocery shopping.
I'm very very tired. And contemplating changing my default icon. * ponders *
And for unknown reasons all the other fish seem to be dissing Zelenka, the littlest of them. And he's not even the sick one, Rodney's the one with the neon sickness thing that should cause everyone to diss him, but no everyone is picking on the little guy. I feel bad for him.
Bought gas. Lots of gas, was pushing going to run out you idiot, but on the plus side gas prices are dropping, and my car likes the drive to Waterville so I'm getting almost 31 miles to the gallon right now.
In other news my family is all crazy. I was woken up this morning at 6:45 by mom telling my brother breakfast was ready. And I didn't manage to go back to sleep because they had a loud conversation either in the bathroom or the hallway, both of which are directly under my room so I could hear every word. They left to go hiking at 8, they aren't home yet. Although that might be because they had to go grocery shopping.
I'm very very tired. And contemplating changing my default icon. * ponders *
And for unknown reasons all the other fish seem to be dissing Zelenka, the littlest of them. And he's not even the sick one, Rodney's the one with the neon sickness thing that should cause everyone to diss him, but no everyone is picking on the little guy. I feel bad for him.