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I’ve been in a weird non-communicative place since my holiday. I didn’t talk to my parents for a week after I got back (weird) and haven’t talked to Jaime at all since then (even weirder). This isn’t a bad thing, really – it just means I’m in a super relaxed Jen zone that only has room enough for one person – me!

I have a meme regarding 8 Things You May Not Know About Me to fill out (fill up? feel up?) and other assorted shenanignas in store, but I’m not quite out of my zone, so they will have to wait a few days.

On another note, 2, count ‘em TWO teens showed up for a pizza thingee I threw last weekend. It was the day after school let out – bad planning on my part, but I couldn’t help but feel like I was stood up and/or 13 years old all over again. At least Sky has been there as my supportive lefotver pizza eater, otherwise I’d have indigestion.