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I really didn't mean to sleep this late.

I knew I couldn't get through this last week here without any crazy.

Greyhound to Augusta is going to cost $115, and I'd get there at 2Am. One-way trip flying? $154. Guess who's flying? #exodusfromstupid

Oh no. This chair's getting wobbly. I think that means there are bad things (TM) in its near future.

Seriously, when you ask if there's anything you can get me, and I say no, that's not an invite for you to ask if I want specific things.

Hope I can go back to sleep quickly.

Considered sleeping in the recliner because I didn't feel like dragging down the mattress. I taught better of this.

Damn it. Andrew's gone till next Wednesday. That means I'm stuck with the crazy woman for a week and a half total!