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I woke up quick this morning because the teapot was screeching. I thought it was Monday, and I had to ask Cory when he got out of the shower and got to the kitchen right after me. I'm glad I got up though, 'cause if I'd stayed asleep I would have gotten arrested for killing people. (It's my own fault, though, 'cause I kept getting leather wrist harnesses at the convenience store and the girls manning it were telling the police. I don't actually remember killing anyone in my dream, or who they were, but I know I was guilty.)

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Hmm. I just got home and Cory's not here. I wonder where he went?!

Oh, there he is. Starbucks. Duh.

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Sometimes I get bored on the weekend. I can't help it. It's not every weekend, but today is one of those days. I already did the laundry and got groceries, and I finished my poncho, and now I'm sitting here trying to decide whether to displace Cory in order to vacuum, or go to Heritage Mall and shop at Target. Or both, which will probably happen as it's not even 11 yet.