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Duchezz got home from training in another city, and came upstairs to say "Hi." I was reading LiveJournal and trying to keep Jiro from destroying the laptop.

"How was your," she started, then spotted the glass on the bedside table, "...oh. I'm sorry."

"I didn't fill it. Really. But, well, I needed it up, not on the rocks."


"Yeah, well, it happens."

Tennessee corn and Martini and Rossi red stuff in a bottle. Some sugar and red dye 2 in something alleged to be cherries, and tonight, skip the bitters. It's even in my Knob Creek Manhattan glass.

Delivery people will call between 6 PM and 9 PM. They're so...customer service oriented. Yeah.

Edited at 8:18 PM:

Sears called. Wonder of wonders, I don't have to cancel my office hours or the English class, just the film class. That's about as good as it gets, and unless the gas company people get there at the beginning of their window, and refuse to wait, we should achieve functioning stove. *Man, it's hard to type with your fingers crossed*