I had to wait and wait and wait for my toasts. Oh well.
Zita and went and got the silver little car. From Mr Paul's tire store. With a new tire. I got to ride home. Ha.
My friend Jamie's lady came to my house. Not Jamie. Zita and she went out for lunch. Jamie and I had to guard our houses. Oh well.
Craig drove Emmet to his university tonight. He is still a bit sick. He has to drink lots of Irish tea. It is known. Or he will not get better.
Niamh has to stay out way late late. To practice for her big dance party dance. In Toronto. Toronto is far away. I cannot go. Not as far as way far away Ireland. Just too far for me. Oh well.
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