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May 18, 2006 12:01

Amy may end up being sprung tomorrow; she drank quite a lot of booze yesterday and had three seizures and the doctor came in and cooed approvingly at her this morning.

We're still not sure about the surgery but she says the doctor was brightening horribly and reminding her it was an elective surgery, and she says, if it's an elective surgery she elects to have it done last week. Although I hope not because I gotta get time off work.

Stayed up til four am grimly burning files off Mitty, who, much to my relief, did not pitch a fit over it. Twelve CDs of music! He is now travelling up to Portland for Amy to deal with.

Oliver is sulking in a corner; he knew nothing good would come of those suitcases! He KNEW it!

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