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Down to my widdle toesies Feeling: ucky That quiz cracks me up. It's been a long day, lots of cleaning and packing and then unpacking (of course), and today was the day I finally broke down and threw a mini-fit over all the friends who've promised to help and then miraculously had something important they had to do instead. For the past two weeks solid. Luckily, no one saw the tantrum except mon coeur, who is apparently used to such things now. Plus I've been bitten by so many mosquitoes in the past few days, I'm beginning to feel more than a bit ill. I'm wondering if it would be possible to call in to work. Wouldn't help to spread my potential malaria to all the restaurant patrons. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |