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In regards to my last two posts, I feel like I should explain that I have just finished up three weeks of working 6 days a week, and my days "off" really haven't been days off at all. They're my only days to do laundry, run errands, cook, and other stuff that I need for the week, I spend one of them out buying a car, and this Saturday is Art Walk, so we've also been preparing for that. Then, of course, there's my brother's baby. Whom I haven't even been able to go up and see.

I feel like all I do here anymore is bitch and moan so I'm not going to go into the rest of it.