*whimper*
As an X-mas present for the Parents, I'm going to get tickets to one of the LCBO's wine tasting classes. They happen to come with free tickets to the Matisse AGO exhibit, so it works out, because The Oldies wanted to see that. Because I want to get them a session they'd actually like, I asked Daddy which one he thought was best, from the ones I'd circled (which I thought they'd like.) He flipped through with interest, and eventually settled on the Ports night as one Mum would like. $40 each. (shudder) As someone who hasn't seen a $50 bill in probably 3 months.... that hurts. But hey ;) they're doing a lot for us. Why not?
Other than that, everything's suddenly sliding into place. My exam went well, which I didn't think it would. Byron finally called and woke me up- the exchange went like this:
"H-hello? This Kerry? It's B-"
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?????"
"Sorry sorry sorry..."
;) But he said I was doing well. Somehow, priase from Byron means much more than most people, I guess cuz he's such a rough-looking guy and you don't expect it. Gotta thik of something to get him for X-mas too, he's given me too many breaks to not acknowledge it.
Readin' Snowcrash, Death & Dying stuff (theoretically)
Listenin' to myself burp
Thinkin' about this motherfuckin' headache.
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