If there's any issue in our house that will eventually lead to violence and mass carnage, it's the ice cube trays. Errr ... actually, that's not true. It might be the bills. Or the dishes. Or the trash. Steve and I got into an argument once over the ice cube trays. I had failed to fill them, he got mad, and I called him "the Ice Nazi." He didn't think it was very funny. I've gotten much better about filling trays since then. In other news, my animal-wounded hand has scarred over nicely, producing a charming knot of scar tissue under each of the former puncture wounds. It's a little weird. My office is freezing due to the university's bizarre "no heat for anyone after April 15" rule. It's not too cold; in the high 50s, but the central air conditioning's on in the building, which is perfectly ridiculous. I brought a sweater and an extra pair of socks with me to work this morning, all of which have already been donned. Driving to PA tomorrow. Friday I get to be a bridesmaid for Friend Autumn's wedding. This is my first time as a bridesmaid. Any tips from those who have been in weddings before?
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