*Cough* God! Sister Girl just brought in some laundry--the clothes she was wearing last night when she was trapped in a small dorm room with two heavy smokers--and now MY room smells like ass. Seriously, these people must have been smoking dirty socks or something. Faugh.
Halfway through American Gods. Is completely fucked up. This is a compliment.
Blarg. Off to light vanilla incense.
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