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Friday Five & Four Pounds Friday, Feb. 08, 2008 - 12:41 a.m. I'm back in San Francisco; the night flight was lovely, but a little non-descript, because once the plane was about fifty miles north of the airport, the fog rolled in. My suitcase gained four pounds, and I probably gained about the same amount. --- Ooh, a Friday Five I feel like answering!... Just kidding, they're all pretty good in the long run, but I mean I'm immediately identifying with the questions.
Are there any household chores that you enjoy doing? If so, what and why? Which household chore frustrates/angers you the most? When doing household chores, what do you do to make them seem less of a "chore"? Which chore do you find yourself doing most often, and why? Link is to the left. --- Yes, I watched DOOL. Yes, I bawled like a baby. There was a dying mother, and those always get me since my own mother died of breast cancer in 1995. It was a magnificent episode and now I get to freaking sit down and re-do the Brady family tree yet again. I think somebody's ended up as their own half-step-uncle or something. I'll have to look. --- Okay, that's it. I'll be unpacking over the weekend. Have a good Friday! ---
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