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So, this weekend I met Wes Craven. Saw Blues Traveller. Wes Craven was cool, Blues Traveller was never my cup of tea. I saw Craven for five bucks, Traveller for free. John Popper was fat, then got something done to his stomach and became normal, and now he's levelled off at "rotund". Got to sleep in the same bed as Carolina, which is fun, despite her bouts of snoring and chronic bedhogging. Now I'm back in McLean, and back to doing yardwork. I thought we were having someone take care of the ivy professionally. I was incorrect, unless I've been promoted to "professional" status. So, I'm taking a break from that. It's hard work and hurts my hands. It's hot outside and entirely unenjoyable. I see Carolina again in about a week, though, so I guess I'll just count down to that. She'll be home for the summer, so that will be good. It's hard to get back to how things were after having such a good weekend.
Apparently state taxes were due yesterday. I haven't even looked at the forms. I'd better not get a fine or fee for it. Quite angering. On the ninth, my ticket money is due. I can't find my case online, though. I don't know what the hell the deal is with that.
Anyway, I'll be doing yardwork all summer, apparently. This was just a thing to get money to pay for my ticket, but now I've been elected to have it as my full-time position. Deeeelightful.
well, back to it, then
Apparently state taxes were due yesterday. I haven't even looked at the forms. I'd better not get a fine or fee for it. Quite angering. On the ninth, my ticket money is due. I can't find my case online, though. I don't know what the hell the deal is with that.
Anyway, I'll be doing yardwork all summer, apparently. This was just a thing to get money to pay for my ticket, but now I've been elected to have it as my full-time position. Deeeelightful.
well, back to it, then