God, I'm so tired. I just want to curl up into a ball on my bed and sleep till next Tuesday.
The second Sunday in a row that my sister didn't come home so she can use our washer and drier for laundry free of charge. *rolls eyes* If she wants to say she's sick and not feeling well, I don't care. Let her, not like I need to be harried. Maybe she
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