It's finals week, and I'm all "Let's do this" and by stomach is like, "How about not. Let's throw up instead", and my body is all, " how about I make you feel like throwing up, but really, it's not happening", and I'm like, "Come on guys, we're all adults; work something out, because this is getting old." ... And they are like.... "No."
But the end is in sight. Finals tomorrow, family comes thursday, walk for graduation Friday, lil bro goes through the Temple for the first time Saturday, Wyoming Sunday/Monday.
And my man is bringing me the processed cheesy goodness, so yea. Let's do this.
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