It's definitely that time of year when you're counting down how many of things you've got left, such as 2 more Talent-Lane swims, 3 more normal swims, 2 more Scouts, 3 more gymnastics, 2 more actings, 4 more weeks being 9, and 2 more weeks at school.
Jof bought us some more new-fangled LED lights for the tree and I totally beasted everyone else in the relay in Extra-Swimming. It gets very dark very early nowadays so I come out of Super-Swimmers and ask if it's in fact midnight, but it never is.
Anyway, here I am busy reading your future using the all-seeing Plasma Globe of Forever. I see good news from a tall dark handsome stranger, a big cash windfall, a torrid affair with the seven or eight ladies that are right for you, and a lifetime of sandy beaches, global adulation and some really big mansions. I also see that none of these will happen to you because you're so boring.
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