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feeling: good but... uh... discouraged? dreading?
listening to: Utena - Puchi Banshou no Seimei Kodoku Shi (The Solitary Existence of the Petite Universe: A History. gotta love J.A. Seazer. bow to him! booooww! I order you!!)
Ok, as it turns out the ol' family cookout at my place for Labor Day IS still on. And my mom's dad and his wife are likely to come too, and I have a feeling my mom will try her darnedest to get her grandson's other grandma to let us have the baby for the day so family can see him. Soooo get yer butt over here, Dumplin'. X3 But try not to let any cold or flu or any such nastiness tag along with ya, for my poor antibody-less papaw's sake, kay? *~*;;
Heck, I hope I haven't left any microscopic nasties lingering around the house from my cold that I just got over, like, yesterday. Or maybe even today. Cause grandpa was already over earlier today... and coming again tomorrow... blasted diseases. 'Paw was already peeved because his son, who moved today with his family, wouldn't let him help carry furniture into the new home and such, and because his kids and wife cried when they spoke with him over the past few days. He accepts it, but he sure doesn't like it. I can not picture him being inactive and careful around his family, especially when the young grandkiddies who adore him are so frequently claimed by pinkeye and strep and flu... erg, why do stupid diseases have to invade perfectly normal and happy and healthy lives and screw everything up? What are the dozens of Schraders, including those swarms of loving young grandkids with their runny winter noses, gonna do 'round Christmas time? Grr. *kicks every myeloma cell on the planet*
Grr... I'm tired... nothing to blog about really, just felt like blogging, I guess. Nothing better to do and I don't wanna go to bed just yet... and no one's online... uh... and I go back to school in 3 weeks. T_T
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/01/2002 11:39:00 PM
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