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Have to type fast today. Dad and I are going to Scott's house early today so that we can watch The Hurt Locker on his huuuuge screen. Before we do that, however, we have to go to my grandma's house so that my dad can spray one of the trees in her yard so that it doesn't flower this year (the birds go crazy). I'm going to bring my ukulele so that I may entertain my grandma while my dad is outside. This is my baby uke.



That's it. I must go now.