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And my mom has really taken to using her right to kick me off the computer so she can do her stuff on facebook. Oh and I might be going to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Prt.1 tomorrow!
mrgreen (but tomorrow we start cleaning for Thanksgiving so it will depend on how hard I work)
My mom does that too... But she goes on Neopets.
My dad's the facebooker.
I'm the Gaian.
My sister is the aspiring Gaian who will probably never check it or her email.
Thanksgiving cleaning? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO[pagestretch eliminator brackets]OOOOO...
Parents don't need excuses for work anyway. Why else would they have kids? And do relatives even care about your floor not being pristine? Is this some way to make me look forward to moving out?
Part 1? It's going to end at some inopportune moment and be so dark you can't see anything even with those fancy magic lasers. And they'll mess up the spells again. But I'm probably seeing it with my cousin soon.
While I'm ranting...
WHY THE HECK DOES MY DAD ALWAYS MAKE ME MAKE THE SALAD AT DINNER?!?! I mean, my idea of a salad is iceberg lettuce, maybe a carrot, ranch dressing, bacon bits, and croutons.* He expects that stuff plus another carrot, onions (I feel your pain, Neji), peppers (
scream I don't like digging into a salad only to bite into a green or red bell pepper.), and anything else that he thinks of.
*More if at a Pizza Hut buffet... In which case it becomes more carbs than salad. And... Loving it.
Peppers.
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