I just finished my draft.
I got too drunk for a Tuesday night. We went and saw a show and then to a bar and I got two double bloodys and then weed that night. Then passed out on the couch and made sure to take my shoes off. THen I drove home at 5 in the morning. Here I am. Work at one. Class at seven. I made it, apparently.
Egg beaters are gross kind of.
Find quiet. It's awful quiet.
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