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My baby brother is turning 20 on Sunday. I dasn't believe it. He's grown into the sort of young man you can leave with your doddering old father for hours at a time.

Today I learned that I don't have to show up to music class for the rest of the semester. She's dropping the lowest test score, and said that if we've done well on the first three tests, we don't have to take the final at all. I got a grade of A+ (imagine the scene in A Christmas Story where Ralphie gets so many A plusses that the teacher has to write them on the walls all around the classroom... A plus...plus...plus...plus....) on all three tests, and handed in the one assignment she had us do, so I'm done with that, consarnit.

So how 'bout that crazy weather we've been having? Last night going outside was like stepping into the London of Jack the Ripper, and earlier was a blustery day to end all blustery days. What's tomorrow, hail of frogs?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:11 AM | shower me with attention