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I was able to confine my reveries to the breaks in between the tests (I always had half the time after the verbal sections to sleep or daydream cause I finish those quickly). The vividness is fading, but I bet I could revive it with a eucalyptus candle and a few repeats of The Rain Song.

Mama took me to school after the SAT to help concess for the auditioning freshmen. Ms Nelson may not count it, since it's a Camarata deal and not an NHS one, but it was fun to hang out with Starr and Wes and Julie anyway, and later when the show people started coming in, Julia and Adam and Greg.

Maybe I'll wash the dog and light candles and play the Rain Song. :chillchillshake:

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Annd three hours later, the dog is clean and dry and his hair is four inches shorter... He looks like a weimareiner with a 'fro. And one on his tail. Owww, my back is so tired. I think I may go to bed.

I could write on the grape story, but I really don't know what to do with Jenny... I can't figure out why I'm apologizing to her, but that's the set-in-stone entry line, so I will eventually get it.