I found out the only projects I was somewhat concerned with are actually well under control. So, my procrastination continues. No one seems impressed by my stupid banners, but I'm making more, anyway! So there! =)
Last night, I dreamed I was six years old, and it was the fourth of July. It was vivid, in that I had small-person vision. I was just about eye level with the picnic tables... Anyway, I lost my purple raccoon, which was my favorite stuffed animal, and cried all through the fireworks. It's kind of funny because... that actually happened, but I can't remember the last time I thought about it. And then there was something about making construction paper Chinese lanterns... and some oranges, but I don't know what their significance was...
Today my mom told me about how my grandmother invited herself for dinner on Sunday. I just cringed and said, "Do I have to be there?" She said, "No." I will not be celebrating Easter in the conventional sense this year, but I might sing Anya's bunny song on the quad for spare change. That title is from a David Sedaris story, in case you were wondering.
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