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jaySigh. Pat's sinus infection and insomnia are bothering her... she's gone back to bed, after church. Our convertible is dead, the van is flaky and we're going to attempt to drive to the Dickens Christmas Fair this afternoon, courtesy of bdot's tickets. I have no idea if I'll see anyone familiar there, so I'm planning otherwise. Mixed as to whether I should attempt costuming... what if the car breaks down alongside 101? And no one else here wants to do so. I am singularly unmotivated to do *anything* today... let alone do a bad job of dress-up and then embarrass myself.
bdot's tickets. I have no idea if I'll see anyone familiar there, so I'm planning otherwise. Mixed as to whether I should attempt costuming... what if the car breaks down alongside 101? And no one else here wants to do so. I am singularly unmotivated to do *anything* today... let alone do a bad job of dress-up and then embarrass myself.
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Date: 2003-12-03 02:54 am (UTC)Oh, and you looked absoulting smashing in your clothes.