Bad, bad, bad day. And not just for me.
Got not a single good sheet out of that machine today. Screamed and sobbed for a couple hours in the attempt, but zilch. And as I was stomping about and crying, the damn screwed up sheets kept sticking to the bottom of my shoes. As if I didn't remember why I was wailing.
Winter needs to get the fuck out of here. I'm running on fumes and running out of time here.
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