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It's a quiet evening alone tonight. The boy is out having dinner with a friend, so I did my grocery shopping, came home, and made some absolutely yummy pasta (whole wheat pasta with homemade sauce). Ate that while watching the end of Law and Order. I then sat down at Hex for a while to work on some stuff I've been trying to finish. When I realized my brain was beginning to fry, I hopped in the shower. I just got out, and there is no boy here yet...not sure if he's planning to come here tonight or not. Maybe I'll text him. Oops, someone just texted me...

And it's the boy, on his way over. Fab.

Gotta go do the hair now.

Why can't there be more hours in the day? I need more of those.