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Not quite lost in transit, but still...

9 Chickweed Lane, November 12, 2007
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Five boxes of stuff landed at my house, but the ONE THING I'd told my mom I wanted -- the dictionaries -- got packed and sent to my brother's house.

"But I told you I wanted them for my studies!"

"I didn't know you meant right now."

"Of course right now -- I'm studying now, aren't I?"

"Well, it's already done. I've sent them to your brother's house."

"Arrrrggggh!"

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