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I was telling my mother more about cycling and she hung up on me. This is the woman who sat through junior high band concerts for me. To make her walk out of a conversation takes. Um.

Something fairly annoying, I'd say.

Or, perhaps, someone fairly annoying. Like me, for example.

Fortunately, she's my mother, she can't hide forever, and I can finish what I was saying when she gives in and calls back.

I WIN AT STUBBORN!

Comments

[jubilancy.livejournal.com]

And at knowledge!!

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I am sooooooo smrrt, omg.

;)

[lazulus]

HAHAHAHAHA

Go you!

*insanely proud of her canadian girlfriend*

[in-stead.livejournal.com]

You taught me well. It all starts with the shirts. Once you understand the shirts, everything else just falls into place. :D

[lmondegreen.livejournal.com]

You can tell me all about your bike; I promise I won't hang up on you. Or, um, look away from the screen. Or whatever.

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I BOUGHT MY BIKE! MINE! BIKE! BIKE BIKE BIKE MINE BIKE!

(see most recent post)

(in fact, see comments to most recent post for a link to the manufacturer's picture of my bike)