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I am wonderfully happy. Because the day is finally *over*! Some days are like that. I go to bed with a big grin on my face because I survived.
Woke up feeling nauseus and skipped quilting, had an argument with my paper, ran into the worst traffic I've ever hit on the Parkway, got to class half an hour late. On the other hand, the moon was pretty.
addendum: Apparently Dad's grandfather also collected wind-up toys and had a tandem bike. Who knew?
Woke up feeling nauseus and skipped quilting, had an argument with my paper, ran into the worst traffic I've ever hit on the Parkway, got to class half an hour late. On the other hand, the moon was pretty.
addendum: Apparently Dad's grandfather also collected wind-up toys and had a tandem bike. Who knew?

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(Kayla, who goes riding on a tandem bike at least twice a week, although hers is a 1990s tandem bike.)