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Sunday, Aug. 01, 2004 - 1:40 p.m.
Okay, I haven't been the best journal writer as of late. The liddle bruder is back in town, so my sisterly duties of bugging the hell out of him took first priority.
Today is my mom's birthday. Happy birthday, Mommy! I love you, and I'm not breathing a word of how old you are. (What is it like to be 55?)
Life in Libby remains as usual. So far, my mom and I have yet to tear down any walls or even break out some paint cans. This is slightly disappointing, but in the meantime we have been attempting to get my stuff together for the move to Berkeley. We have only been slightly successful, but intend to put forth a good effort this week.
Here's hoping all you friendly faces out there are soaking in some sun and enjoying the height of summer...