Ah, the first day of Spring Break.

It's kind of boring, actually. I wish I could take Spring Break when I wanted it, not have it thrust unwelcome upon me.

Though the freedom is nice, not that I have much with my parents chaining me to the sewing machine.

I know, I know, I should get my grad dress done, but...well...I don't like cutting pieces until I have all the material, so I can match colours and stuff. What happens if this silk calls through and I have to get another type/colour of material that doesn't match the dark gold that I have?

I like keeping all my options open.

But I might get material when I go to Vancouver to see that specialist about my deformed uteris. There's some good material stores in Vancouver.

I hate shopping, though, so it'll be a short excursion.

Anyway, I'm going to go do my dishes then go knock on Mike's window.

That's what I'm going to do, yup.

Toodles.

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Rosie.

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