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Feb. 28th, 2009 05:54 pmI have exciting plans for tonight. They concern doing my tax. All of it. At once. I was supposed to finish it about the time my father died, so it's one of those things that have been stressing me since then.
I might also edit something fictional, just to prove I have a life. Which I do.
I can prove I have a life. I rode a model train today and had a cup of the best coffee (outside my place) in Canberra with two awesome people. I also cleaned a large chunk of my mirror wall with the lovely cloth R gave me (no chemicals, no allergic reactions and it took seconds to clean each panel. If I were taller, more would be sparkly). This was a mistake, because now I can see myself again and I look like... me. This is a worry.
I might also edit something fictional, just to prove I have a life. Which I do.
I can prove I have a life. I rode a model train today and had a cup of the best coffee (outside my place) in Canberra with two awesome people. I also cleaned a large chunk of my mirror wall with the lovely cloth R gave me (no chemicals, no allergic reactions and it took seconds to clean each panel. If I were taller, more would be sparkly). This was a mistake, because now I can see myself again and I look like... me. This is a worry.