Plans Scrubbed
Nov. 12th, 2004 11:02 amMy alarm went of this morning, and I rose to find several things in my way:
*hugs*
- My back and hips were screaming, feeling like I'd already done a full day of packing
- Megan looks hung over. Apparently whatever she had for dinner kept her up last night
- A message on the answering machine for Megan tells her to have a day off with pay, see her monday, everyone's going to be away from the office and there's no point in her sitting alone (which goes over well, and she falls back into bed)
- I look outside. It's raining. *sigh*
*hugs*
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Date: 2004-11-12 06:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-12 06:52 pm (UTC)Too sore to look for a new one to read. Trying to stay upright. Losing the battle.
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Date: 2004-11-13 04:13 am (UTC)*hug*
Rynnie
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Date: 2004-11-14 01:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-14 01:32 am (UTC)Wow. I'm interesting. I really hope that's not in the 'bug under a magnifying glass' sense. :p
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Date: 2004-11-15 10:05 pm (UTC)