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he's back from Electric Picnic and he brought me 1) an adorable felt ring with a sunflower and 2) a Dengue Fever t-shirt! I am entirely too spoiled. Anyway, we got lots of work done sitting next to each other yesterday and today. Work called me to ask first about a morning cover then an evening one. I turned both down... I need this time for writing. Speaking of writing, I love talking about myself, so in the past 24-ish hours I've written 1800 words in my methods section. of course most of them are crap, but that's what drafts are for! Still hoping to be done with the whole analysis section by tomorrow. Wish me strength.
Life's not so great for Candice, who still hasn't gotten emergency tax back from either of her first two jobs nor this one, where she's been working for five weeks. She came in, uttered the dreaded H word (home) and slammed the door to her room. I don't know if there's anything I can say or do.
Life's not so great for Candice, who still hasn't gotten emergency tax back from either of her first two jobs nor this one, where she's been working for five weeks. She came in, uttered the dreaded H word (home) and slammed the door to her room. I don't know if there's anything I can say or do.