I should write about my awesome day yesterday wherein
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traykor took me to the zoo to see the Lego sculptures, but today is my birthday and Carrie Fisher died and Star Wars was the first movie I ever saw and my longest standing fandom, so I'm just going to sit here on the couch and contemplate how I don't want anything and I don't want to do anything and everything sucks.
Thank fuck this year is almost over. I don't know how much more of it I can take.