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My aunt, uncle and cousins are coming next week, so we are in the midst of a HUGE FOR REAL HARDCORE SRS BUSINESS cleaning. While I love to clean (which you wouldn't believe, especially if you've ever been to my dorm/room at home, but that's because when I clean, I clean,) cleaning brings out my true nemesis.
Dust.
I'm pretty lucky on the allergy front, in that I don't have many, but me and dust mites are like for real enemies. I am this close to wearing a surgical mask, it's that bad. Hacking cough, runny nose- it's awesome, really.
On the plus side, I've gotten rid of pounds of junk I don't need, I've found my high school yearbook, and things are getting rearranged to be far more aesthetically pleasing/more grown up/less cluttered.
This sort of explains why I again failed to watch this week's Alias episode. That, and I fail at life.
Dust.
I'm pretty lucky on the allergy front, in that I don't have many, but me and dust mites are like for real enemies. I am this close to wearing a surgical mask, it's that bad. Hacking cough, runny nose- it's awesome, really.
On the plus side, I've gotten rid of pounds of junk I don't need, I've found my high school yearbook, and things are getting rearranged to be far more aesthetically pleasing/more grown up/less cluttered.
This sort of explains why I again failed to watch this week's Alias episode. That, and I fail at life.