Sweet, that movie be.
Soooo I woke up at eight. Took a bike ride. Showered. Ate breakfast at ten. Watched tv con mama y Yenny. Got dropped off at the library for a few minutes. We dropped Jenny off at Friendly's with the Distance people. Got a frappuccino con madre. Came home. Took a bike ride to a wee bitty pond and wrote for two hours (but wasn't all that productive). Came home. Scarfed down butter/jam toast and eggs for dinner.
Now it's six and I'm ITCHING for something to do..
GAH. I wish dad would hurry up and put the swing out so I can read on it..
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