Today is St. Patrick's Day, and my dear, mean old horse's birthday. Rish would have been 24 today. I miss you, you jerk.
I thoroughly enjoyed my do-nothing-be-useless weekend, so much so that I am very sad to see it go. I got my car back from my brother, who used it to go home for break. This week shouldn't be so bad, but still, there will be stuff
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