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Saturday, September 17, 2005


Tired.
My brother had a sleepover party.

At a sleepover party, one usually wears clean pajamas/nicer ones that usual. One of them we aren't sure as to whether or not he had pants on. I mean, you're sleeping over and you don't sleep in pants???

What is wrong with these people?

Oh, and one the friends, his older brother is the new second bassoon. Which is fine. He's an okay kid.

His mother is the one that scares me.

She has, on 3 occasions, tried to sell me on switching teachers after 2 years with my current teacher, whom I love, so that her teacher that I'd be switching to would be able to teach from the high school, saving her 2 minutes of driving every week.

Then, today, I heard another good one. My mom said to me, "She wants to know if you'd help him out if ever needs any."

So I was like, "Yeah, sure. I'm not evil."

Then my mom says, "Oh, but she wants this to be, when he needs help, she drops him off over here and leaves him here for a while and comes back after her errands."

To which all I can say is, "What's wrong with late bussing it home?"

Because, in the interest of saving his mother's time and energy, isn't that a lovely solution not involving my house?

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