Few things:
Our sewer line, which has been backing up into our basement, is now fixed. No longer must we hold it in or put our used tp in a plastic bag.
Our borough office is decidedly fucking with me by saying the entire conversation I had with them 3 days ago was completely different than it actually was. Um. Right.
I've had a headache for so long that at this point I'm wondering if a non-headache existence was merely a dream.
If I'm correct in my calculations, the last time I left this house was last year.
Wants: sledgehammer, warmth, v/gf french bread.
Needs: interaction, booty, fresh air.
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