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<'s existance annoys the soccer moms. Really, its about the soccer mom's kids... She (who has already given me the dirty looks as one of "them" *gasp*) turns, and her kid looks at me, and I hiss at the kid, and the kid throws a fit, and soccer mom has a conniption. Its funny.
Tomorrow, < will take hubby to work, work on a painting, take hubby lunch, check a book out of the library, wash clothes, go get hubby from work, come home, game compulsively. Yeah. It will be a good day.
What is V^'s plans?
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