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This morning I went out onto the front porch at around 8:10, and it was eerily quite and still. Not much of a breeze, only a couple quiet birds, and no other people in sight. It felt like I was either on a movie set or in a bubble.
Anyways, after last week's three-posts-in-one-day extravaganza, I thought I might slowly ease myself back into regular livejournaling. Wrong! I have been busy. Very busy. In fact, I've been Very Busy with capital letters. Mostly either working at the vine or working at home. We've fillled up most of a storage shed with crap, and we still have a bit more. I hope it all fits. I cleaned out four drawers completely. I got rid of a little bit of stuff, but I put most of it in boxes and stuff. And I got rid of three shirts. Why do I get so attached to stuff? Dang.
Last night I read my camp notebook from last year and I WANT TO GO NOW.
I work today. With Kenny and Elizabeth. I like working with Elizabeth, but working with Kenny means I'm going to have to look busy the entire time, even when there's absolutely nothing to do. Joy.
Well, kiddos, it's time to go read the comics. Smell ya later.
Anyways, after last week's three-posts-in-one-day extravaganza, I thought I might slowly ease myself back into regular livejournaling. Wrong! I have been busy. Very busy. In fact, I've been Very Busy with capital letters. Mostly either working at the vine or working at home. We've fillled up most of a storage shed with crap, and we still have a bit more. I hope it all fits. I cleaned out four drawers completely. I got rid of a little bit of stuff, but I put most of it in boxes and stuff. And I got rid of three shirts. Why do I get so attached to stuff? Dang.
Last night I read my camp notebook from last year and I WANT TO GO NOW.
I work today. With Kenny and Elizabeth. I like working with Elizabeth, but working with Kenny means I'm going to have to look busy the entire time, even when there's absolutely nothing to do. Joy.
Well, kiddos, it's time to go read the comics. Smell ya later.