
My doll has shoes. (I don't know what's up with the phone camera thinking the floorboards are green, though...) My boy has gone off to the bar because he's tired of thinking about moving and I am not there to distract him (sadly) and having spent pretty much all day counting and weighing bits of quartz while those around me sorted more quartz for me to count and weigh (well, excepting the one horrifying moment of unprofessionalism on the part of a co-worker, of which no more shall be said except that it left all the witnesses shocked into silence) and done nothing useful besides the gillies and puting away about half the pile of clean clothes that needed sorting, I feel that it is time to give up and go to bed.
mmm, sleep. I strongly suspect that I will not finish my novel tomorrow, which is sad.
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Date: 2007-09-29 03:33 am (UTC)So. What could I trade for a pair?
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Date: 2007-09-29 07:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-29 05:30 am (UTC)