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I have a cold. Specifically, the one redcountess has which is going around. (She has now started her period too, so presumably I'll catch that in due course.) I now suspect I won't be at Vagabonds on Saturday. Poop.

Sunday drinks in honour of ME ME ME at the Pembury was jolly good. I got *pint*ed enough that I switched to the Crack Cola. arkady attended with Freda and the older teenager, who was bored silly. nyecamden was dressed up in frilly shirt. prolificdiarist is yummy.

We are shuffling the teenagers around the house. The older one is going to what is presently the spare room, which means we have to solve the quart in a pint pot problem with the boxes. Again. I've put up shelves in redcountess' room and they're already full. Gah. The younger teenager gets the large room downstairs as her piano has arrived (she's been prodding at it all evening — desperately in need of a proper tune) on the understanding she'll be sharing it with Freda in due course.