Saturday, May 31, 2003

Ah. My mother is taunting me. The box from Swat is Ben's graduation present for me, and Tim apparently came up with a really cool idea for a gift. Yeah, my mom takes unholy glee in telling me just enough to get me intrigued and then clamming up. The big meanie.

In other news... Whoa. Folks, we have a world-class messy situation on our hands here. I wish I had some good advice to give, but I'm pretty clueless. *shakes head* Man...

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