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[stormdog]

I ate the last of my dad's fabulous meat and veggie lasagna today for lunch while continuing to try to look like less of a fool when eating with my はし. I have this dorky feeling like I'm in the middle of some animé movie while I'm eating, which, I have to admit, is some part of the appeal to me. These things take a good deal of practice; I'm not used to using these muscles.

Andrea may have found a new car of us! We can finally retire the Escort. Of course, then we're left with figuring out how to dispose of it. I'm thinking junkyard for scrap at this point.

Back to work. Bleah.