True story: I cried for like 30 minutes after the washer ruined my clothes. I like to think it's part frustration with the living situation in general and part stress from school and this practical that's going down tomorrow. This material will be my bitch by 2am. If not then I'm fine being friends with it.
Luckily for me, I'm easy to put back in a good mood. I'm currently watching Crazy, Stupid, Love while learning all the muscle attachments in the lower extremity.
Come
on, take a break! It will be good for you to get out. And by get out, I
mean have hot guy from the bar knock you into his headboard until you
see God.
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