It's girls night out. Or girls night in. They're downstairs, eating pizza and talking about God knows what. Girl things. I'm better off tuning them out. Høgni is being cautious.
Week is half over. I'm beat and ready for bed. Just waiting for my dad to call me back... trying to help him print something out online... there's issues.. or something.
Laura officially looks pregnant. Strangers asked. I think that's a sign. Brave move if you ask me. You never know 100%. Could really insult someone.
We've been getting the cats back outside. We forgot that Obladi likes to roll in the soot. She's no longer a calico. She's just black. Stupid cats.
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