All my crap is in the garage in boxes and bags and I can't find anything I need. And I can't bring it in and organize because my mom is re-doing the basement... and doesn't want my stuff in the way. I slept outside on the swing Mark brought over to the house. But I came in at like 5:30am not because I was cold, but because the swing is actually not that soft and I got a dead butt.
I am making Sam give me back my bed, because the one I came in and slept on was on a tilt, and I felt like I was going to roll off of it. I had to sleep real careful so I didn't end up rolling onto the floor.
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