Forced to spend a day at the 'rents place cuz I broke the car (story of my life)... I sit and watch the cell and hope for a txt to save me and give me an excuse to escape.
Finally a txt... from my Alberta friends. Doesn't it just seem that way, they want you here when I'm away, yet stay away when I'm around the corner.
On a side note.. the first questions anyone ever asks when a device is broken is "did you plug it in?".... "did you turn it on?" ... and yet it's still not difficult to find someone who forgets to do one of the two and then you stress out trying to find the problem.
I will go back to my waiting now, maybe someone will txt me for hang outs today...
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