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My brother gave me Wampeters, Foma, and Granfalloons by Kurt Vonnegut (not surprising) and The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde, which was a little surprising. Still, it was nice of him. I'm looking forward to reading them both.
Boyfriend(TM) sent me a letter saying Happy Birthday. He works at a scout camp during the summer, and apparently there was some fuss about a raccoon digging in one of the tents because one of the kids had some M&Ms in his bags. Boyfriend(TM) was rightly pissed.
He actually works at the same Boy Scout camp I used to go to for 4-H overnight camp back in elementary and middle school. Let's just say that tents infested with Daddy Long-legs and a bunch of squealy little arachnophobic girls do not equal much fun for the one who has to kill all the bugs, i.e. me.
Boyfriend(TM) sent me a letter saying Happy Birthday. He works at a scout camp during the summer, and apparently there was some fuss about a raccoon digging in one of the tents because one of the kids had some M&Ms in his bags. Boyfriend(TM) was rightly pissed.
He actually works at the same Boy Scout camp I used to go to for 4-H overnight camp back in elementary and middle school. Let's just say that tents infested with Daddy Long-legs and a bunch of squealy little arachnophobic girls do not equal much fun for the one who has to kill all the bugs, i.e. me.