Any reason to make pancakes.
Amanda came over last night, with some wine and pizza and popcorn and frosted animal crackers. We traded her for some Portlandia and Idiot Abroad, both of which she'd never heard of. You're welcome. I don't know what the girls plans are for today, but I know there's a disaster in the shed that have been calling me at night, and I can't rest until they're cleaned out.
Aaaaaannnnnnddddddd begin.
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