Today I am Thankful for Stargate fic, because I am once again at work and I have NOTHING TO DO. Particularly, I am thankful for Cleo the Muse's fic, because it is mostly fluff, often very amusing, and always Made Of Win.
In order to continue the Thanksgiving Comes First trend, I am going to try and write one entry per day until November 25 on something I am either grateful for or on some cherished Thanksgiving memory or story.
Joining the Thanksgiving Comes First Brigade, because I know I'm not the only one who gets kind of miffed when I walk into Fred Meyer (a slightly more classy version of Walmart, if you squint a little and it gets bonus points for having a coffee shop that *isn't* Starbucks inside of it) two whole weeks before Halloween, and the first thing I notice
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Thanksgiving was fun. Went to Ripon for dinner at my grandparents and spent lots of time building towers out of building blocks (the *Original* main stream building blocks made from wood with painted letters and numbers on them that *my* parents played with when they were little. In fact, almost all the toys at Gramma and Grampa Meyer's are the
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(That deaf, dumb, and blind kid sure) Plays A Mean Pinball is on the radio right now. It's been awhile since I've seen Tommy, but the song sounds kinda different. Did someone make a remake? Or is it all just in my imagination
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Am back in Plover. Had an extremely nice Thanksgiving at Gramma and Grampa Meyers in which no one bad-mouthed anyone else, Dad showed off his leet fire-making skillzz to the uncles (who were there, at least) I actually like, all attempts some certain uncle (the one I really don't like at all) made to start a "Woe, pity me!" party were completely
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