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last night
I came home and Reg was all blah. I made him salad and rice (and for myself as well) and then we watched some Futurama. Also he talked to his mom, who apparently hadn't heard that we were going to SF this weekend, or something, because she didn't realize she was supposed to give him money for his birthday weekend and shit. He got really mad when she said she was going to get him a gym membership.
The apartment is relatively clean. Reg went a little nuts since we have to have the landlords over tomorrow to fix our demon sink, I cleared off 90% of the floor in the bedroom, and totally went nuts on the bathroom counter. I am planning on filling the bathtub with bleach before we leave, because I don't think anything else will work.
My boss is gone the rest of the week. In conclusion, happy hour today? edit: OOPS that's next week
The apartment is relatively clean. Reg went a little nuts since we have to have the landlords over tomorrow to fix our demon sink, I cleared off 90% of the floor in the bedroom, and totally went nuts on the bathroom counter. I am planning on filling the bathtub with bleach before we leave, because I don't think anything else will work.
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