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[numberoneblind]

so the key to being in this house seems to be not being alone in it. Bree came over tonight and we got Chinese and watched silly movies just like we've done 578430925432 times over the last 8-9 years, and the only part that got weird was when we were picking up Chinese from the restaurant my family's frequented for the last 20 years or so (but that my dad hasn't been to since she died, and neither have I because I've been out of town).

"four fortune cookie, yes?"
"no, just three."
"but one for each of you, one for mom, one for dad?"
"no, I... my mother..."

that, not so fun. everything else, good. I just need to stay busy, I guess.