It feels like a-somebody-died-day. Not so much at the moment, though.
Last night when I was on the phone with Kristy, I was talking to my mother about moving into this nice house. I'd be in walking distance of work and the bus stop. There's an apartment in the back that we could rent out to Kristy because she needs to be away from her parents. But
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