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fredericksOkay. So I scarfed down a bottle of Ernest & Julio Gallo California White Zinfandel while watching the series finale of Buffy (which was pretty mediocre on the whole) and then called home. As soon as my dad answered the phone the alcohol hit my system and it took all my willpower to not giggle incessantly. He tried explaining things to mom, he told me, and then the phone was handed over to her. She seemed rational when I explained everything as best as I could but then she said she'd call me back when she got to work this evening. Uh-oh. By that time the wine will have most likely worked its way out of my system, making me vulnerable. Damn. She thwarts my plans yet again.
