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6:50 a.m. - 2007-03-28 Ned is doing quite well, well enough that I will actually leave him to his own devices today. I don't know if he realises that he woke me last night as if he needed something, because when I said "what?", well, there was no reply except for a gentle peaceful inhale/exhale thingy going on. Breathing, I think it's called. I have decided to get all pre-emptive and have Easter here at the Casa della Bon Bon. Frankly, the alternative offer we've had involves too much traveling for my mind. I just can't have Ned jostled all about like that for a few hours. Plus, I adore having tons of people over for fun and frolic. This Sole Caretaker and Tender of All bit is going to get very old, very fast, I can tell already. Still. I imagine that next week will be much better. The problem with being a benevolent dictator is that I keep taking other peoples' feelings into account. A bad habit, that. Ooooh! Ned's up. Can you believe that anyone would ever voluntarily give up sleeping in? 2 comments Thinking : I'd hate to be Thora Birch, right about now... Overheard : "Can you believe Anna Nicole O.D.ed?" *I* can't believe they wrote "butt cheek" in the newspaper!!!"
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