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[Aug. 30th, 2009|10:09 pm] |
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| | Tech Support For Dad, Tom Smith | ] |
Friday night:
Liz: Are you going home or crashing here tonight?
Mm: Well, I have no clothes here. Also, I promised my parents I'd come home to help them clean tomorrow morning. We're kind of having a party next weekend, y'know?
Liz: Are you?
Mm: ...Hi Liz!
Liz: Oh, wait, is that next weekend? I thought I had another week! What's today?
Mm: Today's the 28th.
Liz: Oh, damn, it is that close.
By Saturday night, we'd made a valiant, though debatably successful, attempt to clean the house. Chris rang to see how it was progressing, and was invited to dinner.
*At the dinner table
Mm: Y'know when you rang, and you thought Mum said we were "halfway through"?
Chris: Yeah.
Mm: She actually said "Half a room".
Chris: Oh. ...Which room?
Mum: *waves her hand over the general kitchen/dining/lounge area* This one.
And now to bed.
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