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An Omen, Perhaps?

So, yesterday was kind of meh. I struggled to do some writing, though I believe that it was purely because I was trying to chat with people, watch tv and write at the same time. I can multi-task somewhat decently, but that was a bit of a strain. Plus, my dad got new doors for my closet, which are next to my private entrance door, thus blocking it. They're kind of smelly. It's funny how he can get me doors for my damned closet, but no curtains. I'm just saying.

On the plus side, it's raining, and I do love the rain.

Fast Forward to today. Horrible hair day. I need to get this bitch cut so I can do something with it. The ironic part is that when I cut my hair I won't be able to do anything with it, either. But eventually I will. So it's kind of a trade off.

And then my toiletry box collapses. *sniff* Farewell, toiletry box, you have served me well over the last two years.

A moment of silence for the toiletry (which is a lot harder of a word to spell than I thought) box.