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I get very cold for a day every month, and can't get warm. It's like having a fever without the benefits of being warm every so often. Boo. Brrrrr.

The 8-tracks last night were a blast. Got to meet K and C and play multiple air instruments. Apparently my air bass guitar looks very funky indeed. My air harmonica makes me look like I've bit into a jalapeno (picture it), and air pedal steel looks like a nervous twitch.

We went through the entire orchestra and several marching bands. Nobody attempted the air one-man-band, though.

I have a raisin and biscuit Yorkie bar.

Yum, raisin and biscuit Yorkie bar.

I also have Pocky, a plain Yorkie bar, a Bourneville bar (my favorite... give me a Bourneville and I'm yours for life. A pile of melty chocolate-induced goo, but it'd be _your_ pile of goo.), and Curly Wurlies.

Life is so good when someone's made a trip to England to fetch me chocolate. And visit family.

Yeah, family.

Right.

*puts on another sweater and hopes she warms up soon because she has no other sweaters and is going out tonight*