It's my last finals week.
A tree came through our window and now there's a big plastic sheet over it.
We've been without power for 30 hours now.
Finals are back in session.
I live in a basement, therefore, cannot shower, flush the toilet, or run any water.
It's cold.
I'm grumpy.
Winter is dumb.
Pout pout pout.
3 comments:
What a great story! It totally beats our moving story! Having that good of story to tell should make you feel warm and tingly all over!
Your exclamation points are dripping sarcasm. Drip drip drip.
No, he's being serious. Really. He's a little jealous of your last week of college, it's much more dramatic than ours.
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