I feel like I'm a cog, a drone, a worker bee with no brain. Just been working incredibly much, back to back. I want my house and I've been scouring the real estate sites and zillow for my dream house. Donice came over my apartment the other day and we went shopping at the strip mall. Then we ate at Red Lobster...and now I hate seafood. Not really, but it just left a sour taste in my mouth.
My brain is fried. I can't think at the moment.
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