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Home.. home home.. home. and the order of the day was recover-from-the-long-trip... This includes the tasks of orgainizing for the next two weeks, as well as getting a new microwave, and a new bed. The bed part is hard. everyone has advice. and much of it is different, conflicting even. I would assume this is because of different people's comforts. i'm not sure what i want. last weekend we slept on a bed that disagreed with me.. i think cat liked it though. i would assume i'd get used to it,. but right now i sleep on a very hard bed, but since it's the one i'm used to, i stay asleep. it's ok. i think my biggest problem with it is the fact that it's two very old twin beds pushed together. it's like the fifties again. well.. not entirely. anyway. so we're getting the house ready for the birthday of shannon. that should be extrafun. oh, and i wanted to say that that farscape we just watched was so sad.. oh, and when did stewie on the family guy start and stop saying 'what the deuce' and howcome NO ONE I KNOW SAYS THIS? Malison? i'm looking in your direction.... I'd better hear a 'What the deuce" this weekend at mom's. because we're gonna go there at some point, and you'll likely be there.