Oh god. I'm back. After staying about six days longer than I would've liked, and two days longer than planned. And it was much more miserable than I could have expected. I'd tell you all about it, but I am just about exhausted. And I've just returned to find my room is being used as storage space, and a handy place for a catbox. Fuck. I hate today
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Why do family members have to be off-limits for face-punchings? And moreover, why do we always end up being forced to visit them even though all we really want to do is punch them in their faces?
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