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( Jul. 4th, 2006 05:52 pm)
I get to my grandma's house and after a little chit-chat, I go to My Friend the Computer. Okay. So Grandma has nothing but Google in the little pull-down menu of URLs. Right. So she's been deleting her history or something?

And the first place THAT leads my mind is, OMIGOD she's been looking up sites on human transmutation to bring back Grandpa!

No, Robin, no. (I read Fullmetal Alchemist 9 in the car on the way. Roydor, you terrible man!)

But why is Robin in Connecticut, you ask? I am on my way to New York City, where I will stay for two nights and then return, covered in more books I don't really need (and books I do need, like Jinki Extend). On the way, I am staying at my grandma's house overnight so she can see me and so we don't have to drive all the way to New York.

The catch is that I am going with family, my mother and my grandmother, and while they're extremely understanding and reasonable people, it gives me a lot of worries that have nothing to do with anything. Like, I'm worried I have to "take care" of my grandma as I lead her around to various Japanese stores in New York City, even though she needs no taking care of (at least from me). Or that I will have to "deal with" my mother, who, amazingly enough, sometimes annoys me (but not all the time). Also, because of all of this, the favorite Aren't I At the Right Age to Go With Friends (like I would ever to New York City, which scares me a little bit), Worst 22-year-old Ever etc. etc. problem. And then I worry about worrying, which is as bad for your health as it sounds. So I like New York, I'm excited about it, but I'm not in perfect condition. I think I would like to just get there and start having fun.
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