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For the first time in ages, I really really, really want to go out on a Friday night. In fact, I can tell I feel annoyed and irritated that I have to stay in. I want to go see a movie. Go out for drinks. Not nurse constantly (hello growth spurt and close to walking!), not put a whiny little guy to bed at 7.30, not eat in. If I had limes and tonic water that would help tremendously.

But maybe watching Scrubs will help. And scotch. I do have some excellent scotch about.

I was going to post today about how I was craving the waters around Juneau. But screw that nostalgia tonight. I'm too tired to get all homesick and freaked out about moving to Wales.

Just give me a burrito and have the help put Bennett to sleep tonight, ok?