There are worse problems to have


I have huge plans that involve cleaning apartments this weekend. (Riveting.) BUT I forgot I made plans to meet up with some folks tomorrow.

I’ve been social enough this week, but I’m not one to cancel plans. I wonder just how much time it will take to do my life-related crap. Oh well — I don’t do anything unless there’s a fire lit under my ass, so I guess I can’t complain that I actually have REASONS to wrap up the boring crap because there’s, oh, non-boring crap with which to reward myself!

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