A maintenance man woke me up this morning. At 11 he knocked on my door and I jumped out of bed real fast. With my hair standing on end, no bra, and crusty eyes, I answered the door. Good thing he just asked my name and went away. He was going around asking everyone their names...I guess making sure we were all living where we said we were on paper.
I watched some "My Drunk Kitchen" on youtube and then wanted to drink a bunch of wine, so I went and got some, and drank it all. Now I'm tired.
That's been Friday. It was gross outside today. Tomorrow I'm going to paint. All day.
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