Another day passes.
My phone got turned off today. I'm out of food. It's cold here.
It was a good day. I'm moving on Monday (egads that's close!) and I'm nervoucited to the max here.
I think tomorrow I'll break open my bottle of Mead. We're only twenty four days from it being aged the proper three years, and I can't think of better people to share it with than my good friend Suzanne and my roommate DJ.

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