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My brother called me at precisely midnight to wish me a happy birthday. (He figured he'd be too busy tomorrow, since apparently all his courses this semester are on Tuesday and Wednesday and he's got a full courseload. Great weekends that way, I suppose.)
We chatted for half an hour, then he went scurrying off to read the Qur'an for his government class. (He's as nonplussed by this as I am.)
And now, I think, as I did last year, I'm going to try to wait until the correct minute to post this, as it's only about a quarter-hour away.
We chatted for half an hour, then he went scurrying off to read the Qur'an for his government class. (He's as nonplussed by this as I am.)
And now, I think, as I did last year, I'm going to try to wait until the correct minute to post this, as it's only about a quarter-hour away.
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And I have Indian food.