Okay. So. Life just keeps getting stranger. My dad got me and my mom (fuck propper grammar, it's nine in the morning) a used car for 750 (it's the cutest Volvo. I'm trying to think up a name for it), my mom got a job, I'm going to camp, I have a job (after camp), my mom has a place to live, my mom has a viable career for after this job, and the Sox
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