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My friend Sam is coming up from California to go to Bremerton, but he's going to be leaving earlier than I thought, and won't be there for the weekend when I go up there. So tomorrow I'm going to ask to take a half day on Wednesday even though I just took two days off and this is kind of last minute and blah blah. Hopefully my boss is cool with it. I'm glad our receptionist didn't need to leave early on Wednesday after all, or else I wouldn't be able to see Sam and I'd be super sad. Five years is too long!
Anywho, in other news, I'm going up north on Saturday. I was originally to see Sam, but now I guess it's all to avoid having my mother just barging over here and trying to find out where I live and ruin my birthday (and if she were to find out where I live, she would invite herself to stay over, and just show up unannounced often), as was her original plan. Thank goodness she can't keep secrets and so I just happened to call her and say I was going to go up and visit this weekend (oh how nice! She can take me out for lunch as a birthday present when I'm up there!), and I let it slip that I was taking a long weekend from work for my birthday, and that John and I will be "going camping" and so we will not be in town that weekend. Sweet, she's not coming now. I just have to survive a couple of hours next Saturday.
I know I'll only be 20, but it will be nice to not have to tell people that I'm still a teenager when they think I'm aound 23. Not quite as embarassing. Then one more year to go.
Anywho, in other news, I'm going up north on Saturday. I was originally to see Sam, but now I guess it's all to avoid having my mother just barging over here and trying to find out where I live and ruin my birthday (and if she were to find out where I live, she would invite herself to stay over, and just show up unannounced often), as was her original plan. Thank goodness she can't keep secrets and so I just happened to call her and say I was going to go up and visit this weekend (oh how nice! She can take me out for lunch as a birthday present when I'm up there!), and I let it slip that I was taking a long weekend from work for my birthday, and that John and I will be "going camping" and so we will not be in town that weekend. Sweet, she's not coming now. I just have to survive a couple of hours next Saturday.
I know I'll only be 20, but it will be nice to not have to tell people that I'm still a teenager when they think I'm aound 23. Not quite as embarassing. Then one more year to go.