"I was almost convinced.
You almost convinced me. "
So, I was planning on sleeping in tomorrow morning...because I'm sick like no other and THEN my dad goes, "Let's practice your driving tomorrow." OF ALL TIMES. I mean...I always ask him and then the ONE time I don't want to...he can. So really...I'm getting 8 hours of sleep instead of my intended 12. We can't have it all.
(Speaking of which: Have It All-Claude Kelly. Hate the lyrics. Love the beat.)
Later days.
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