ps
yes my doors are locked , in case these magazine people are not legit.
and I told the neighborhood,
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ps
yes my doors are locked , in case these magazine people are not legit.
and I told the neighborhood,
Hi everybody (or whoever's left at this hour). Finally caught up to say, love you all, miss you all, think of me fondly, etc.
Raise your hand if I just earwormed you like I earwormed me.
Just finished Chapter Two (Constitutional Law) test online (missed two on my first try, got 100% on my second try. We're allowed to use the better of two tries. Unfortunately, the website decided to count my 100% as my fourth try for some reason. Crossed fingers that the Prof believes me and counts the 100%). And now off to start reading Chapter Three (Traditional and Online Dispute Resolution). Wish me comprehension and recall!
{{{Bitches}}}
Hi, Epic!
Good luck with the prof. Hopefully it won't have just been you. Also, go you!
Comprehension and recall, Epic.
Bummer to miss Matt's call, beth. Phones that don't ring, that ain't right.
Ack, {{{Trudy & Dallas}}}. Best of surgery-ma, finance-ma, and peaceful-ma for you.
Good luck with the prof. Hopefully it won't have just been you.
Thanks, Debet. This is my hope. I think I did it using the "back" button instead of linking directly. So I feel like a dolt. A dolt who may be stuck with a 92%. (Which a pedantic-perfectionist type like myself has a hard time settling for. I'm sure no one here can relate t /ironic tone Yeah, like that tag ever closes).
Shoot. Everybody went away. Now I have to study some more, don't I?
...
Fine.
Nah....I'm here to save you, Epic...for a minute anyway. I hope I can go back to sleep, eventually.
{{{Trudy and Dallas}}} Hugs and love and surgery~ma an money~ma and coping~ma and all that. How not fun at all.
Kristin, I'm glad that gram is doing so much better and that you got to see her today. Sorry about having to do clean-up and stuff at the DexH's place. That must have been so hard.
What ho, Bitches?
((Trudy and Dallas)))
Yay for sj conquering confrontational fears. And sorting out a problem, meanwhile.
Oy, JZ. You shoulda said it. And claimed raging hormones made you do it. And cried piteously and prettily till TPTB forgave you, and promoted you and raised your salary.
Daniel!
And now, I must try sleeping.