6:50 p.m. Dad and I drove out in the bitter chill with a destination to Blockbuster. I sat shotgun, snuggled in my columbia jacket as if it was some kind of shield to prevent blows from his wrath-like vibe. he was frustrated due to the fact that i neglected to hand him isbn numbers for books i need this semester. THERE's some good news
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