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It's a mac and cheese kinda day. And I'm eating it with a spoon, which is kind of like eating ice cream with a steak knife for me -- very strange. I made it too soupy, even for me, hence the spoon.
I've subbed three days this week, all at the school I've rarely been to this year. Today was a half day thanks to prom, so here I am in jammies, eating mac and cheese, and putting off finishing final grades. It's casted over today (phrasing I haven't used in ages) and I'm thinking a nap later is just what the doctor ordered. I probably should do dishes or vacuum up the copious amounts of cat hair Tenae's deposited on and near the couch (the hell? Shouldn't she be finished shedding her winter coat by now? Geez Louise, this cat's got a healthy coat!). I'll probably end up EQII'ing and watching lots of those court shows. Yeah, that sounds like a plan.
As I was gulping my Amp Overdrive this morning, it occurred to me that I'm becomming immune to it. Just two months ago they made me an insomniac and now, not so much. I should have seen this coming.
This weekend is Mom C's birthday, so we're bound by law to spend Quality Time with her. Neglecting to do so is punishable by a seven trillion dollar fine, 30 days hard labor, and/or death by hen pecking. I think MB is planning on going up to the farm on Saturday in lieu of Sunday (which is when her actual birthday is). If he's planning on making two trips, I'm going to need a bribe, end of story. The All-Star race is tomorrow and I'm not crazy about watching it. I didn't watch last weekend and it's just as well since that little pissant Shrub won. I just remembered that today is NASCAR Day -- oops. Read all about it. I have my pin, proudly wear it on my school bag.
This entry is a bust. My brain has seized and is closely resembling a raisin right now. I'm not used to getting up so flippin' early and my body's rebelling. I'm going to find something soft and squishy to rest on for a while.
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Ter
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