Today is Monday, which translates in Momonland to FHE-family home evening if you will. I think FHE could be one of the worst ideas that was crated. If you have an actual family to home evening with that would be fine, however, I think it's quite ridiculous when we're forced into families. I suppose I just don't quite understand the importance of being forced to associate with people you wouldn't normally associate with. I figure hang out with whom you will and forget it. There's not even a chance of divorce or separation. So they're coming to my house which means there's cleaning to be done. That I doubt will happen.
Prison Break is on. I don't know how I feel about that. I should be typing my paper, since my studying will be disrupted when my "family" arrives. I have also ran out of food in my house, which doesn't really help my current feelings towards others. I should really purchase food--that would be nice.
PS. fish died--all of them---may they rest in peace. However, after Landon dissected them (and popped all their eyeballs out) I don't really know how well they're rested in their graves--which is the toilet.
Until next time
-L
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Hahaha we beat the system!
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