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thirty six minutes until i am free, free free FREEEEEEEE to go ensconce myself in pink and wonder when the hell my sister is actually touching down (because she decided that she had to be enigmatic, and didn't need to tell me when she was coming in)...counting down, counting down. i haven't seen my sister in ages, in absolutely bloody forever, since last summer, easily.

hurrah!

ah, what a weekend i've got ahead. there's so much going on, and i want to be here so little, it's making me crazy. i have a wealth of sally sue stories readying themselves for the spewing, but i won't subject you to that. i won't tell you that i want her gone and away. or, that if she were about to slip on a banana peel upon which the fall would send her careening into an open manhole, i wouldn't yell "sally sue, watch out!" i won't tell her that if she makes one more move towards trying to take my duties, we're going to have a goddamn smackdown.

i'm not going to say that, not at all.

i am going to say that i am taking off early for this splendid weekend i'm going to have. i'm going to go to soho and look for something pink. and then i'm going to head home, and wait for my sister to materialize.

and there will be much rejoicing.

toodle pip, baby dolls!

p.s. don't forget to vote!

24 minutes now.

counting down, counting counting down.