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Am trying to stay up till Dad gets back from driving Mom to Indy.
See, he said he wanted the outside light on for when he got back. Said light is aimed directly at my room. Well, one of the lights anyway, and not so much directly as enough gets in to keep me awake and very very cranky about the whole thing.
If I can't stay up that long I'll turn on the light over the porch and he'll just have to deal. :b
I guess the thing to do is start raiding fic archives (and various people's memory files on the subject) in the hopes of reading something good.
(Pepperleen, your recent fic's archived. Er, it is if all you wrote was the mouse thing and Blessed are the Cheesemakers. Otherwise I'm afraid I missed it.)
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