Owie. Wrist hurts. Stupid weather... I'm considering getting the wrist brace my mom said was under the sink.
There was something else I wanted to say. Can't remember what though.
EDIT: I remembered! My grandpa thinks I should marry the Salutatorian of my graduating class because he's studying to be a doctor and therefore he'd have a lot of money. *eye roll* Sheesh. I know he just wants what's best for me, but picking out a husband? Isn't that kinda... medieval?
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