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we moved to north berwyn. the move was a hellish experience. i've only had taco bell for the past 24 hours. it has also been a hellish experience. my mom bought so god damn much of it, and it's so easy to just grab out of the fridge. and the fact that we now have a microwave is the nail in the coffin. i'm about to get approximately 30% lazier. that's ok, because i hate myself and many other things in life, so i can deal with letting myself go a bit. i just want to roll around in broken bottles of vodka for the rest of my life, short as i may make it.