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Jul 08, 2007 18:26

So, our internet is like an old person who eats a lot of bran--it's not fast, but it's regular.
Yes, I made that up myself.
L'Anyhoodle, I'm such a failure this summer because I've only kept my goals for about a month. At the beginning of the summer, I vowed to run three miles every single day, and I DID, up until about two weeks ago. Bah.
I also vowed to write two pages a night for the whole summer, but that fell by the wayside after the first week. It's odd--there are times when I have plenty of time, and I know I should go up to my laptop, but I just . . . can't . . . bring . . . myself . . . to!
Then there are days like today where, after much griping, I grudgingly start to write and my first thought is: "How could I have stayed away for so long? I must have been in torture these past few days." 
There isn't much to report except that, yes, my father did kill the woodchuck, but he didn't count on it having a den with a family. When we saw Mama Woodchuck and baby woodchucks, I thought my mother was going to Z-snap. I think she takes their breeding as a personal offense.
I've started reading HPatOotP for the 5th time, and after that's done, I will read HPatHBP for the 4th time. Hopefully I can time it perfectly up until the 21st, and immediately read HPatDH. I'm very excited, both because of the 7th book and because PHIL WILL BE HERE IN FIVE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!
That's all---signing off.

running, harry potter, nature, writing, internet, the woodchuck, phil

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