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Playing games is great, so is watching TV, and downloading movies, but today I missed an important phone call. My phone didn't even ring. There's never reception in this pit. Dinner was great as usual. I'm going to miss all of this one day, even though I may regret this period of my life. I feel that way because I didn't foresee much of this life. My sister called and told me she'd be down on Sunday with some pink balloons. I told her I'd make pink cupcakes but I hadn't thought about this coming Monday much lately. I'm imagine a lot of things through the days as they pass. Inevitably, in the long run, the things I imagine must come to pass. Sweet, and if it weren't for the vodka, I'd be driving. I also can't believe it's already Thursday, my Econ teacher's office hours.