I planned to donate platelets again, but I have a sore-throat style tickle, so it's safer if I don't. I feel better now than last night.
I got home before Karen, and cooked lunch for the triplets and some portion of tonight's dinner. I then came downstairs and goofed off on the computer. It's a fascinating life I lead.
Time for something to drink. My throat, it is parched.
- Current Mood:
contemplative
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I spent 6 years in college, and my parents weren't too thrilled about it... and you're thinking he's going to be there 10 to 15 years?
Wow.
Other things (did you see the invisible pause in the last sentence?) now means "feeding the triplets".