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same_skyI'm so sleepy, but I don't really feel like going to bed yet. Same old story lately. I'm going to give myself seven minutes to write this and then I'm off to bed. I don't know why I picked seven minutes. I also have a habit of setting my alarm clock to an odd time. I never set it for 6:30 or even 6:40.. it always has to be 6:42 or 6:37. I wish I required less sleep.
I got keys to the store today, and tomorrow I might have to open by myself. Do you have any idea how early the produce world begins? Dad goes to Huntington (maybe to Cincinnati tomorrow) some mornings to pick up stuff. You get better stuff, typically, if you go yourself, and you save the $20 delivery fee. He leaves town at 3 in the morning when he goes and is back by 8. Anyway, I'd like to go with him sometime, but the probability of me waking up that early is slim to none.
Argh, didn't mean to get into that, and now I only have two and a half minutes left. Oh! We're going to a picnic next Saturday evening. It's hosted by the Scandinavian Heritage society in Lexington. Magnus called to talk to the president (I think) about it all tonight.. he found out about it when visiting one of the horse farms on a service call thing with work. It could potentially be a lot of fun.. or boring. I have this fear that we'll be too young to fit into the group, but I don't really know that for sure. I guess we'll see.. I'm a tad on the nervous side. Meeting people makes me nervous. Maybe I can pretend not to speak English. That would be hugely funny. Man, my sense of humor is seriously lacking tonight. Mom and I want to send my dad a fruit basket for Father's Day.. stamped with a label from Papaw's Market (the competitor). rofl. Lame, but funny. And now I'm two minutes over my journal time, so off I go to bed. If I can drag M away from his monitor, that is. :)
I got keys to the store today, and tomorrow I might have to open by myself. Do you have any idea how early the produce world begins? Dad goes to Huntington (maybe to Cincinnati tomorrow) some mornings to pick up stuff. You get better stuff, typically, if you go yourself, and you save the $20 delivery fee. He leaves town at 3 in the morning when he goes and is back by 8. Anyway, I'd like to go with him sometime, but the probability of me waking up that early is slim to none.
Argh, didn't mean to get into that, and now I only have two and a half minutes left. Oh! We're going to a picnic next Saturday evening. It's hosted by the Scandinavian Heritage society in Lexington. Magnus called to talk to the president (I think) about it all tonight.. he found out about it when visiting one of the horse farms on a service call thing with work. It could potentially be a lot of fun.. or boring. I have this fear that we'll be too young to fit into the group, but I don't really know that for sure. I guess we'll see.. I'm a tad on the nervous side. Meeting people makes me nervous. Maybe I can pretend not to speak English. That would be hugely funny. Man, my sense of humor is seriously lacking tonight. Mom and I want to send my dad a fruit basket for Father's Day.. stamped with a label from Papaw's Market (the competitor). rofl. Lame, but funny. And now I'm two minutes over my journal time, so off I go to bed. If I can drag M away from his monitor, that is. :)
