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Bubbles!

I dunno what it is, but I am so sick of people right now.

I worked from home yesterday and it was awesome, but I felt my people-sickness coming on then.

So, I am SO excited about going home tonight, running a bubble bath, pouring a glass of wine and climbing into the tub with my symbolic logic book to fret over how to drink wine, have a bath, and read without getting water or wine mixed with things I don't want water or wine on, in, or around.

Only 8 more hours until I get to head in the direction of the grocery store and then home. WOO!

This is a rambling post; I should have warned you at the start. Sorry.

But I hate my grocery store. If I ever want to make something special, I have to go to a whole other town to their grocery store. All I want is spring onions and coriander. Why is this so difficult?

Another reason to hate my grocery: I saw a sign there yesterday that spelled 'hoagies' as 'hoggies.' I kept thinking the fat people would get mad, but I seemed to be the only one who noticed.

And then also can I tell you I am SO far behind in my logic reading? It's not even funny. Well, it's kind of funny if you think about reading about symbolic logic. Ok. It's just funny to me. Never mind. Plus I really need to complete the next unit in ethics this weekend, but I don't think it's going to happen.

At least it's Friday. Can't beat that with a stick.

Talk to you later!

Update: Apparently "hoagies" is a word prone to typos!