Niece had her first gyro, and asked, "How did I live until now?"
Niece watched the first two eps of Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya and has begun to understand Haruhi-ism.
...tomorrow I'm skipping Bible study to run a D&D adventure for her, as Tue. will be the only day it's possible. She returns to Maine on Friday, and will be spending at least one night with her cousins and little brother up at my brother's house. Tuesday is Der Tag, and that's how it is.
And tomorrow, my sister has to drop her rental vehicle off in Orland Park, which means I'm taking a side trip to the oriental grocery store; and the niece said with a grin, "You mean we are going!" Turns out she's never gotten to go to one.
Heh. I'm a pretty evil uncle, now that I think of it. I gave her copies of Sailor Moon and Magic Knight Rayearth when she was still single digits, and now look at her.
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Once we get past the memorial service on Wednesday it all ought to be downhill, though, for all of us. Hopefully. That's always the hard part, isn't it? But that's the entire point of having one in the first place. It's catharsis, is what it is, and it works, which is why every last successful culture in the world (and its history) does it.
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Anyway, time for more WoW now.