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Corey went back to school yesterday. He's in an old enough year to be able to leave school and come into town for dinner and told me at length how he enjoyed his cheese pastie better than the dinners he used to get at school. He also told me he needed files, note books etc for one his classes so as soon as James came home from work we had to head off shopping. It's nice being back into the school routine, and Corey's happy to be back too it seems.

I remain caught up in all the MCR shenanigans going on. As I suck at puzzles myself I just lurk at

mcr_unofficial and enjoy all the theories that are there, but one I'm pretty sure of myself. Dr Death Defying = Gerard, Y/Y? Also, Frank's blog post. Be still my heart. Oh band, they're making me jump between utter excitement and frustration at an alarming rate. Though excitement is winning just now, as shown by the squee filled email I sent when Mikey actually tweeted again.

Talking of, I need to hoover and clean the cat litter boxes and post at the comm but then I'm off to write for a while. Bob and Mikey are making a mask right now, one with those wobbly eyes, even.

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Oh man, I remember when we were old enough to go off school grounds for lunch. We had *just* enough time to go to the nearest pizza place, get a HUGE slice, and walk back with that in hand. We were the shit, you don't even know.

That sounds so familiar. He gets less than an hour for lunch and it makes more sense to stay at school, but of course sense doesn't come into it *g*

Nothing at all. That pizza tasted like FREEDOM, Terri.