Mad at me

2003-09-04 - 9:32 a.m.

Phew. My mother seems to have recovered from her fit of pique. Honestly, I'm not sure what to make of it. I think she's sad because we were there, and now we're not, and the way she decided to respond was by snapping at me.

Perhaps I'm being self-centered, but actually, I think not.

I could go on, but will not.

I rode my bike again, and it was easier. I found a better way around one hill, and it wasn't anywhere near as exhausting.

And Kevin is mad at me, too, for spending money. Pooh.

I promise that when I get a refrigerator, I'll get the cheapest, most dented one available.

Okay -- got to go.

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