Can't sleep
Can't write. Can't read. Can't even play games. I've just been in sort of a funk all week. I can still teach, though. Well, at least as well as I ever could. But it's a good thing I have nothing to correct because I suspect I couldn't do that either.
It doesn't help that the handle to open my trunk stopped working sometime between 5:00 and 6:30 p.m. Tuesday.
It doesn't help that the handle to open my trunk stopped working sometime between 5:00 and 6:30 p.m. Tuesday.
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It hates you.
The trunk handle I mean.
Hurray, the trunk works again! I think it does hate you, but it really likes me...
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