Liz, yo (oulan) wrote,
Liz, yo

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The word "jumper" as a piece of clothing is difficult. Here where I live, a jumper is a little one piece suit... like a shorts version of OshKosh overalls. On the far off island, however, a jumper is what? An overshirt? Despite knowing this, when the British folk say jumper, I immediately think of infant baby Liz running around in pink OshKosh overall shorts covered in chocolate.


My hospital just called to preregister my appointment so I can go right to radiology for my appointment. Which means no wait. Which means I may only be on the verge of pissing myself for one and a half hours instead of two. Party party.

Though I don't really see the point, as I still have to go to registration to set up my blood work, too. What a load of bologna.
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