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I came home angry yesterday because the dishes were all dirty and I had nothing to cook with. I used my anger to fuel my exercising. Also, I made bread.

Ben came home and did dishes. I made rice and sauce from a pouch. I felt a bit better after that. Ben said my eyes looked bloodshot. Not too long after that, I passed out face first in his stomach. He woke me about an hour later to go to bed.

This morning, we had the following conversation while I was getting ready for work.
Ben: What are you doing?
Me: Getting dressed.
Ben: Why?
Me: To go to work.
Ben: *mumbles incoherently and rolls over*
Me: I'll stay home tomorrow.

I rushed out to catch my bus, only to wait an extra 15 minutes because it was behind schedule. I had an early meeting this morning, so I was annoyed. But when I got to work, I learned that everyone was out sick anyway. So I had to reschedule.

It's raining/ice pelleting today, so I have a headache. I am going to try to finish my work up fast so I can go home and rest.

Book - The Lost Princess of Oz

I'd rate this one somewhere in the middle of the Oz stories I've read so far. It was entertaining, at least.

The Lost Princess was slightly more sophisticated than previous books, which surprised me. An adventure that occurred at the beginning tied the story up nicely at the end. Normally each adventure within the story is its own separate universe. This one felt like Baum actually plotted the whole story out before he started writing. It was a nice change.

In this book, Ozma had been kidnapped along with all the important magical items of Oz. Dorothy and her friends go on an adventure to track town the evil person who committed the thefts.

My favorite characters in the book were the Big Lavender Bear and the Little Pink Bear. They're from Bear Center which is a small kingdom in a forest ruled by stuffed bears. I imagine they were all very cute. How could anyone not love talking stuffed bears?

The next story is The Tin Woodman of Oz. I hope the new found literary skill from Lost Princess follows through to this one.

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Not happy. I blame Mark Twain.

I am reading a book called Life on the Mississippi. In it, Mark Twain makes cruising the river seem like the most magical thing ever. So, naturally, I want to take a Mississippi River cruise. But barely any of them exist anymore!

I want to take one that either starts or ends in New Orleans. This is because the most magical parts of the book happen around that part of the river. But the only ones in New Orleans are short cruises. A couple hours at most. It's disappointing!

My choices are:
- Cruise to an old battle site (Actually did this one already with my grandparents. It was quite nice.)
- Jazz Dinner Cruise
- Calliope Lunch Cruise

Curse you Mark Twain! You made me want to do something that doesn't exist anymore!