Short week coming up.

Yippy!

Well, I hope. I mean, the things I could think to do if I didn't have Dad stuff to do. Yeap, that man always has a list. Actually, its Mom's list. He just turns it over to me.

Kate's got this idea to have fondue night on Wednesday. She wants to invite Val and Denny over, but she hasn't gotten a hold of her yet. So I don't know. I gotta wonder if she'll just use heated cheese whiz, you know. I mean, her chocolate fondue consist of chocolate chips and peanutbutter. Which is great stuff. Actually. I'll eat it. Just don't know if Denny's got, you know, more upscale taste buds than I do. Hell, he works at MacDonalds.

So yeah, guess it'll be like a party. I got this rave mix-tape I found for a quarter at the Salvation Army. Great stuff. I can play it my car. I just don't exactly have anything to play it on in the house. I think Kate wants them to listen to something a little bit more low key. Like cabaret music. What the hell is that?

God, just when I think, you know, I know this woman. I have no idea what she's thinking. Not one clue. Except she seems to know what I'm always thinking. How can I be that easy?

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