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my house breeds insanity. i wake up this morning to my mom rocking out to her new cd, the best of ABBA. she comes in my room and goes, "come on meg, don't you love listening to ABBA?" um, sorry, but at 8 in the morning, no i don't. i brushed my teeth with my mother singing 'dancing queen' next to me (which is my theme song, but that's besides the point). yeah.
and i've had some bizarre dreams, can't remember them, except i DO remember that mary has been in my dreams the past 4 out of 6 nights or so. weird.
my gay man called me this morning; he is officially stateside again. yaaaaaaaaaay. but allie left for italy today, so i'm still down one. oh well.