What the fucking hell!?!?! Why does my dad have to pull this fucking financial shit on me late at night. Spent 20 minutes telling my dad that I couldn't make any appointments to my therapist during the months from thanksgiving until the middle of January because I work fucking retail and the time available to see Roy wasn't fucking there. He will
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On the other hand, this trip is majorly not fun, and I think you should definitely sell that car there and fly out and we'll find something in PA for you to drive. Because even without dogs, the drive is just so VERY long! Don't do this if you don't have to.
We love you, and I'm so SORRY that you have Val's cold! She is feeling much better already, so you should know that it moves pretty fast. Drink lots of fluids, especially hot ones that will break up the gunk, and remember that we love, LOVE LOVE you! Hang in there, dearest.
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