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I am home and I could not be happier. My cat is sitting next to me in the kitchen as I eat my wonderful delicious lunch (FRESH salad with MARVELOUS red tomatoes and a bowl of clam chowder made on the stove and wonderful french bread and NOTHING microwaved) and read whatever book I want and do laundry for free. I went to Fort Monmouth this morning and I threw a pot on the wheel. I just wish I had someone to share my fantastic lunch with (And that someone had remembered to activate their international roaming before they went to Mexico to be captured by drug lords after falling off a balcony because of a seizure caused by brain parasites but at least the plane didn't crash). And of course Liam was bleeding from the mouth within half an hour of me getting home (he lost a tooth) so it was very easy to get settled back in. Not to mention it is amazingly beautifully gorgeous outside and there are flowers even and ughh almost perfect.
Things that are weird about being home:
-less smelly than usual
-my brother joined the lacrosse team...and has muscles. And is two inches taller than me. What the hell.
-they keep cleaning my room!!
Otherwise...everything is sublime. I'm so happy. :)
Things that are weird about being home:
-less smelly than usual
-my brother joined the lacrosse team...and has muscles. And is two inches taller than me. What the hell.
-they keep cleaning my room!!
Otherwise...everything is sublime. I'm so happy. :)