poor Dad . . .
. .. apparently I kept him up by the sound of my laughter (talking on the phone with Holly 'til 12:30 AM)! But he diden't tell me to be quiet . . ..
posted by Velvet at 1:39 PM
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posted by Velvet at 1:39 PM
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