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was originally going to Toronto tomorrow to see Evil Dead the Musical... which, you know, would be badass, except for the part where I had to drive 7 hours alone and the weather was iffy, and my mother was also being iffy about me taking her car (and we know the Toyota isn't making that trip, much as I love it). so my week has abruptly gotten far more leisurely, not that I needed that. ze free time, it is not really lacking. I did at least get shit done today, which felt nice; now, of course, the problem is that I've used up all the things I needed to get done for the week that weren't "make my room inhabitable". every place I go to and return from adds onto the portion of my life that stays in Stevensville and it's starting to get mildly ridiculous. also, I no longer have a laundry hamper, so maybe I'll rectify that tomorrow.

bwah. why do I fail at sleeping?