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Man, you should see the snow here. 10 inches and still it snows *Terri stops to let the people laugh who need to, ie the ones that think she's a pussy about the cold and think 10 inches of snow is nothing*

Corey's still curled up on the couch and I'm eying his quilt with jealousy. He's still pretty sick, and was physically sick again last night. So he came into bed with James and me at which point I discovered that it's not possible for us all to fit in one bed comfortably anymore. I was in the middle and had to lie stock still because I had no damn room. I gave up at 5 and grabbed Corey's quilt and slept on the couch. Which was quite comfortable except I'd put the tv on and had this cracked out dream that someone was sucking at my neck. I woke up a bit and saw Buffy was on tv *g*

We're watching a Spongebob marathon now, I think we're on episode 13 so it's a good job I find the cartoon funny.

James had a good first night delivering pizzas. It's a job made for him really, he gets to drive and chat to the other drivers. I just worry about the physical side but he's managing fine so far. I spent last night on the phone to various friends of my mam. They couldn't get through to her and were worrying so called me. She's taking Terry's death hard, like I say they've been in a strange sort of relationship since I was a kid. Friends sometimes, a couple others. I'm trying not to think about him. With him going to live down South last year nothing seems different that he's gone.

Hee, Spongebob has just been fighting with Squidworth. God, I find the weirdest things funny *g*

I was writing last night but am scared to re read what I actually wrote, I was doing it in between shoving medicine down Corey's throat and taking calls from people.

Last thing, welcome