Day Four of my Grounding began with approximatly 3 hours of slave labor. I cleaned my room, I vacuumed my room, I dusted my room, I learned how to make stuffing, I vacuumed the downstairs, I cleaned the bathroom, and I fed my neighbors pets. Which was boring, but hey, it passed the time. So now I have nothing to do. Nothing at all. I could
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