I don't feel good.
I need my mom.
She's 2000 miles away.
Sniffle. Cough. Ugh.
I need some drugs.
But it's cold outside.
Chad will go to the store.
He's sleeping.
Crap.
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An urban-Suburban California native adjusting to to life in great North. Exchanging flip flops for snow shoes.
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