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It all started with my mother unapologetically throwing out my (perfectly good) marshmallows. Everything has been pretty much downhill since then. Something's gotta lift the terrain again, but again today is cold and windy so in my fairly fragile condition, biking is...a less than optimal option.
Perhaps I should clean. I sort of want to. But it's the kind of time where you're afraid to do anything lest it all go wrong. I may break everything I touch. Urf...well, as long as I don't burn lunch, I guess.
Perhaps I should clean. I sort of want to. But it's the kind of time where you're afraid to do anything lest it all go wrong. I may break everything I touch. Urf...well, as long as I don't burn lunch, I guess.