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Now that the semester is over and I have four days until classes start again, I don't know what to do with myself. Har-dee-har.

Well, really. I feel simultaneously sleepy and restless. Too twitchy to watch tv, but too tired to do the one constructive thing I can think of to do (go through my Big Box Of Things No One Is Allowed To Touch with a dustrag, preparing to move it all over to Mint Manor where it will be safe and sound. I worry, too: I noticed that someone had moved The Box, and that there was a Yo La Tengo CD mixed in with the stack of my parents' CDs; this freaks me out, as the Yo La Tengo CDs are all erin's. Did someone see them sitting in the box, think they had gotten there by accident, and move them to a pile of CDs? Or was this an isolated incident, one lone misplaced CD? I am too fearful right now to check. Maybe in a few minutes. If anything happens to those CDs, I will have to replace them all, which will render me both guilty and penniless.)

I can't stand it. I'm going to go look.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:37 AM | shower me with attention