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Finally making headway on the taxes...at 3:39am Sunday night/Monday morning. They could conceivably hit the mail sometime today. I was going to work through tomorrow, but then work died out and I decided I was driving myself insane with all I was trying to get done AND work, so that idea has been written off as balls. I touched a millipede on Friday, and that isn't a euphemism, either. Seriously. I big, gigantically huge, 10-12" long millipede. It helped that Em held it all coiled up in her hand so it couldn't really move, and that it is pretty much the big, lumbering elephant of the insect world. But I also touched it while it was hanging out on its own in the soil of the cage, albeit still coiled up. It felt chitinous. There's not really another way to put it. Made up of tons of ring-like segments, each about 1/16 to 1/8" wide and very smooth. After I "petted" it, I watched it lumber around it's cage, eating lettuce and drinking water, and then trying to escape. I didn't mind touching it so much, but there's no way I ever want to sleep in the same room with one. Em and I watched Van Helsing on Friday, too, during the yummy spaghetti dinner she made to send me off to France. I can't believe we don't get to do that again for over 3 months. :( I will miss my friends. I will also miss the housemate, who will miss me and has been occasionally moping about it, which is both nice and sad. It's nice to know he will miss me, because despite our not being able to actually live together, I still love him very much, and it's nice to know I am still also loved. But it's also sad, because we really can't live together, so missing each other is really pretty counterproductive to what we are trying to accomplish. Namely, breaking up and moving out. I'm still moving out when I come back - nothing that forced us to come to the decision we had to break up has changed - but I think instead of being easier, this might actually be making it harder. Which is really a bummer. I compared my toothpaste to Sensodyne, and my dentist is high; they are the same thing. I am not changing. That reminds me I have to go buy 3 months' worth of dental floss today. I really have nothing else. Back to taxes. Peace out, update, 8:56am, Monday: copyright 2002
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In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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