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Wednesday, um, right, I met up with Mikhael after he spent the day with some Russian kid. We visited our dear friends at the sailing club, Mikhael got all dusty for nothing, but found the records of Denis, Denis' brother and Carolyn. I photocopied my volunteer records, then we stopped at Erin's to pick up A Doll's House. There was half a cup of tea in the bathroom. We went for bubble tea after, I got watermelon, Mikhael got strawberry watermelon.

On Thursday I had an appointment with my optometrist. Riki was awesome and nice and everything, but everyone else severely disappointed me. Again. Bloody hidden fees. Peppermint mocha frap.

Yesterday I took lots of pictures, including this one of Frick:




She's not that cute in real life. Too bad.

The computer crashed, freaked me out, but mom had a hunch that it had to do with the memory and came home with an external hardrive. She was right; we had one and a half gigs left.

Today mom and I went to the bank, where I got a bank card, not that I'm ever going to use it, thought I did withdrawal a twenty, because it was their grand reopening after renoing, and they put a thousand fifties in the ATM. We picked up Erin and some fraps (they screwed up the order a bit, but we didn't really care) and visited my dearest grandmother. There was lots of gossiping and everything, and we left with the promise that I would return in a few days with a better frap (we forgot that she doesn't like cold coffee) and some pictures of Erin and I ("How much does it cost?" "Well, nothing Grandma, we can do it at home." "Oh, you have copies at home already?" "No Grandma, they're on the computer. We'll print them off." etc) so that she can send some to Aunt Evelyn.

Fish for dinner.