Jul. 11th, 2001

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thanks for all the birthday greetings. my connection is too slow for me to have the patience to leave comments to all of you, but i appreciate the messages.

where's my pony, dammit?!
(it made sense in my head, really...)

work was eh. i didn't get any nasty folders to do, so i went pretty fast. skipped lunch cause i didn't feel like dealing with it or going anywhere. i read quite a bit more of titus groan, but it's still slow going. we're almost done with the July 2 mail.

i got home at the same time as dad, and found out that my pennsic choir music had come in the mail. however, there was supposed to be $5 in there due to a lack of accompanying cd, and there wasn't. oh, well.
dad let me go to the pet store and play with the ferrets. they're definitely babies, about 7 weeks old, and they bite like anything. the store employee who was helping us out had to break out the bitter apple for the albino. the ferrets were small enough, and bit hard enough, that they could hang from your finger by the strength of their jaws.
there was one ferret who didn't bite all that much - mostly licked. he was cute. and then there was another really talkative one. he whined and bitched and talked the whole time... i've never heard a ferret make so much noise. it was very cute.

went to dinner at thai secret. thai-ger room is better. oh, well. dad's out grocery shopping, and when he comes back we're having ice cream and he's giving me presents. more presents; i was expecting the mouse to be about it.

speaking of which, he's back. mmmmmmmmmm icecream. (not mice cream. that would be disgusting.)


ciannait, can you give me some measurements? i'm altering a tunic for you, and i'd like to do it right. waist, hips, distance from armpits to hips. (i have no torso, so things always bunch up around my waist.)
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dad got me agyar by steven brust and a non-medieval chanticleer cd. i hope i like it anyway. :)

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