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8/21/2004

Like my new menu? Flash is a pain in the ass. I spent hours trying to figure out how to change the links and get the buttons to work. Finally, when I got it all figured out, I had to change everything around so the movement would look right. And I had to remake all the buttons, so they would be consistent. I guess that's the price you pay for internet stardom. Last night my sister spent the night over here. She got in around 5 am and Turtle wouldn't stop whining. I let him go see her when she got here, but that wasn't enough. He just stood by the door scratching and crying. I had to take him downstairs because he was keeping us up.

Today Em and I went to my parent's house around 4. We wanted to stop at the Flea Market on the way, because she had never been to one, but it was raining and the traffic was so bad that we didn't have time. Emily and Lindsey went to Calmar before dinner (another place Em has never been). They were only suppose to be going there for a few things, but when they got there, Lindsey pulled out a huge list and went to town. Emily got annoyed because she was running around looking at shotguns and stuff instead of getting the things on the list.

We went to Seasons 52 for dinner. On the way there, mom was neurotically reading magazines. She recommends the magazines for my dad's waiting room at his office; when he brings them home, she feels compelled to read all of them. Apparently she has been falling behind on her reading, so now she is stressed out trying to catch up.

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