It is a rainy Michigan day. My yard is being torn to shreds by various cranes and trucks and I only got 4 hours of sleep last night, roughly. So I'm pretty much thinking that today will be a day for renting an entire season of either Always Sunny in Philadelphia or How I Met Your Mother, popping some corn, and snuggling up with a a quilt on the couch all afternoon. I may fall asleep...scratch that I will fall asleep. And it shall be good.The only tragedy is that this wholesome afternoon of complete couch potato-ism can only begin after I drive my mom's friend to and from the Detroit airport which lies roughly an hour and a half from my home. She hates Bob Dylan, loves Nickelback, and believes that wearing deoderant will legitimately give you cancer.
Lord help me.
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