Sunny

It’s a beautiful day out. Not at all as unbearable as they made it sound like it was going to be. I had lunch with nm, who has the ability to listen to you flounder on about something and then say “So, it’s x?” and you’re like “Yes, god, that’s exactly it. X is indeed what’s going on.”

My parents arrive tomorrow. I suppose I should clean the bathroom. The evil, evil bathroom.

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  1. Well, I stopped by to tell you that you’re in my thoughts and I’m pulling for you tomorrow and that all shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well.

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