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Ten minutes until eight. Sitting in the living room reading LJ and the news on the laptop, I hear a buzzing sound behind me. My cellphone is ringing. I make a dash and manage to answer it before the caller gives up.

It's Chris. "Are you and Tammie up yet?" Well, I am, but she's not. "Cause they tell me I can go home anytime I want." !!!

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(In reference to this previous entry) I still haven't located my computer, but I did find a print copy of the instructions to get at my email via the web. Please start using fiona@ambercastle.net again.