I am sitting here. They are coming soon. There is nothing I can do now to assure that they will have a good time, besides getting smartfood popcorn and placing it in a bowl, which is the only thing I could think of to do and already did. My mom is trying to figure out how to get the cable working on our new big tv (one of the many tasks that I did not ask her to do, but that she somehow assumed and then attempted angrily) and it keeps making this little dainty, raindrops falling on fairies noise every time it is turned on and off that's really starting to piss me off. And suddenly there's this unsavory smell of manure or something in the air, which I'm convinced has come over just because I decided to entertain. Ah well. At least we have peonies in a vase and some alcohol. What more can people really ask for?
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