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8:26 p.m. - 2007-05-22 We were driving back on Sunday and we heard a little voice coming from the back seat. We had to explain what that was all about. Biba reading early like that has put some bends in our verbal road. But she's so cute. I am not cute. I am tired. I do rather like the getting up and out early. I have this Summer gig that will keep me sticking to that plan. Still at Workplace, mind you. Tomorrow I get to go to one of the farms and get strawberries. I was just weeding in our back garden, and some of the strawberries did indeed survive, and it looks as if we are to be getting more than a few berries. We have little wild ones that grow rampant and Biba and I pick them and feed them to the birds. I am still drinking responsibly, even more's the pity. It's not conciously, it's just that I just don't feel like it. I am so tired, and if I don't pick up, perhaps I shall actually go in for a checkup. Wahwahwah! Time to call the Whaaaambulance? 1 comments
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