THAT I LIVE ON THE SUN?!?!
I spent the evening at K & E's house and I froze to death there. Upon returning home, I came into the knowledge that it's not possible to warm at anyone else's home, when mine is kept a swelting 90 degrees!
Wanna know something that bugs me? I mentioned to my co-workers that I want the copy paper box because it has a lid and is great for moving. So Ethel, started handing me all these empty boxes because I mentioned I might be moving. Now my tiny little back seat is filled with boxes. And I can't exactly bring them in the house with out frightening my already jumpy mother. She's terrified of me moving out.
What's a girl to do?
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