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I wanna have some fun, BUT NONE OF THIS IS FUN. Questions of the day: why does the person who hates talking to people have to sell shit? Where’s my sunscreen? Can someone bring me a soda?

Tuesday night’s been just as uneventful as Tuesday day, and yet I’m feeling like shit and overwhelmed.

“Let’s just skip to Saturday,” the local news anchor said. I can’t think of a better idea, Alison.