Friday is cleaning day.

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I hate being off my meds. o_o

But, all is well. I am debt free!

I did yardwork for my parents today, and gave the money from it back to them to pay off my phone bill, thus clearing up the last dangling bits of it.

Yay!

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Now, don't get me wrong. I like Jim. He's a good friend. He really is. And he's an awesome roommate.

But he is the enemy of Planning. He's pretty lawful, it's just ... no plan will hold up around him. I don't know why, and it's part of why I don't bother planning things when I can help it.

Now, we have a weekly tradition of going to the curry buffet down the street for breakfast every Saturday. But today, we are delayed by the loss of a bank card, which is why I have time to blog.

:D

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It's not me, it's you.

Yeah. You read it right. It's you. I'm tired of it all. So that's it -- we're through. I'm moving on, and I'm trying to pick up the pieces of my life and put them back together from the mess you left me in. I thought I could make you happy, but all I really did was make us both suffer.

It's better for us, this way.

But I still blame you.

;)

See you 'round?

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Ahm.

So. I'm writing again? So fitful. So terribly fitful.

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Nyar.

I have this music because I bought an album of 50 songs from the 1920s for background music for my 1920s campaign.

I never actually intentionally listened to it until just now. Huh, that's a pretty good piece of music.

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Rain. NOW!

Please?

;_;

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