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Just your typical Saturday morning, y'know, wake up on the living room floor wrapped a la corndog in your yellow fleece blanket... pretty basic stuff. My room is such a mess!!! New clothes, clean clothes, dirty clothes, un-unpacked suitcases, unplayed French horns (actually, just one), shopping bags full of stuff that I simply don't need... yuck. College can't come soon enough.
I miss my kids from CPS and SNFI. Specifically the CPS orators, who A) were awesome, and B) can read this livejournal. :P It's funny, 'cause now I'm living in this post-coaching, pre-Harvard lull -- and I'm soo bored. Anchor Bank just isn't enough excitement for me. I need to be busy and doing something all the time, and I'm not right now. These days I'm just spending money on silly things that I chalk up to "pre-college purchases," which translates to "my friends are leaving and I'm still here so I'll quench my thirst for buddies with money-spending." lol Excellent!
And what about today? I think I'll go see Annika in her dance recital, which should be amusing. I haven't been to a real dance recital of hers since she was about five, 'cause she quit. And here she is: fifteen and back at it. After that... who knows? I'm told there's a party in Minneapolis which I should attend. So maybe.
I miss my kids from CPS and SNFI. Specifically the CPS orators, who A) were awesome, and B) can read this livejournal. :P It's funny, 'cause now I'm living in this post-coaching, pre-Harvard lull -- and I'm soo bored. Anchor Bank just isn't enough excitement for me. I need to be busy and doing something all the time, and I'm not right now. These days I'm just spending money on silly things that I chalk up to "pre-college purchases," which translates to "my friends are leaving and I'm still here so I'll quench my thirst for buddies with money-spending." lol Excellent!
And what about today? I think I'll go see Annika in her dance recital, which should be amusing. I haven't been to a real dance recital of hers since she was about five, 'cause she quit. And here she is: fifteen and back at it. After that... who knows? I'm told there's a party in Minneapolis which I should attend. So maybe.