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It's 2AM and the fucking mouse is on the opposite side of the room, chewing on something. So I am sitting in my bed, grabbing folders with old Pattern Drafting jacket patterns, books, and notebooks and throwing them in the direction of the noise of the mouse.

Medra---if this wakes you I am sorry.


Tomorrow I was going to dick around before therapy but I plan on cleaning the FUCK out of my room instead.


BRING IT ON YOU FUCKER.

Now, I will attempt sleep again.