A really big huge hole right in the sleeve. And that just makes me angry because I am going to wear the sweater anyway, as it is my favorite. And all the people that I see will think, "Oh, that poor girl doesn’t know she has a hole in her sweater." But I do not think that that is any worse than knowing that right now, you, Blogland, are thinking, "Oh, that poor girl who thinks that people have nothing better to do than notice her hole in her sweater."
Am I right?
I think yes.
But I am home sweet in Sactown. Where the Caffeine Free Diet Coke flows like tap water. And the laundry machine does not take my quarters. And where my scrapbook magazine gets shipped. It is like the coolest place ever.
Except that I have to use the scary new computer instead of my MacBaby. And also, M&D, have we not been over the benefits of Firefox versus IE?
Big plans for the day. Like laundry. And showering. And then going to Berkeley to see Katy and Kristen and watch Paul celebrate not being in Med School for a week. And then the rest of the weekend is devoted to photos and gluesticks and family.
Just how I like it.
Happy Thursday, Blogland.
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