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Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming
We're finally on our own
This summer I hear the drumming
Four dead in Ohio...

Oof. In the airport, using airport internet because I had to get an hour's worth to get my confirmation number to check in because Jag is an idiot. Ah well. Have a few pretty new blouses courtesy of Mom and Aunt B. Have some money courtesy of family, did have dinner with my family and an early birthday thing. There'll be a more extensive report on the whole thing probably when I get home, or tomorrow. Mom, I don't know whose idea it was, but she gave me a necklace of my grandmother's for my birthday. I remember playing with it in her jewelry box, one of her jewelry boxes, she had two or maybe three, none of which were open very often but sometimes I would open them and poke at them and I thought they were beautiful. Not fancy jewelry boxes either. We're talking plastic tackle box type things.

But I thought it was beautiful. I remember that, now. And the smell, and the feel of sitting on the big bed. It's... strange, a little.

Anyway. In the airport, heading home, probably boarding in 20 minutes and losing internet a little bit before that, so.