whiski_sour | You better get a hair cut man...they won't let you in Disneyland like that

Stormi never did show up to take her practice History test. And, I have her notes. I guess she doesn't mind failing. I don't mind either. I'm supposed to be paid for her showing up, not for her passing.

I watched the Harry Potter special tonight. All of it. Very pleased with some of the stuff I saw in the Azkaban preview. That's my favorite book so I'm anxious to see what they do with it.

Those kids are gonna be heartbreakers, if they aren't already.

Dad got home about nine. It's common knowledge that we can't leave my grandparents' house without something, but tonight, after carrying in an armload of stuff, Dad declared he'd wait until morning to get the rest. *rolls eyes* They sent along plants (for some reason they think we need more...ignore the fact that the dining room looks like a greenhouse), craft tools (for me from my grandmother), tuna and rice salad and apple sauce (they're afraid I'll starve to death), and the Parade magazine with Viggo Mortensen in it (my Papa saved it for me because he knew I liked LOTR and thought I might want to have it). Plus Dad brought home the carpet cleaner they'd borrowed awhile ago.

Grandma's in a fairly good mood, but she's in pain. She thinks she might have a tumor under her shoulder blade. She's supposed to go to the doctor next month about her blood pressure but she doesn't want to go because she doesn't want to have to talk to him about the pain. *rolls eyes* Honestly. It's one thing to resign yourself to die, but at the very least you could get some fucking pain killers so it doesn't have to hurt as much. Damn stubborn woman.

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