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I love how there's nothing in this house that interests me.
So I eat pretzels.
AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE PRETZELS.much.
There's perfectly good strawberries in the fridge, but I'm still undecided on if I want them.
and I've had this huge craving for milk, which goes pleasantly with my lactose intolerance problem.
My oscar is taking over the fish tank, one cichlid soul at a time.
Christian cancelled breakfast plans.
which sucks, because I really wanted Denny's hash browns.
I don't want to go to work today.
& I'm convinced that I'm no good at convincing.
Excuse my busted up lip.