What? Tomorrow's Friday

          Is missing labels.  Some letters have been wethered down and you can't tell which is which anymore.  Paige!  Fix your keyboard!  So, my parent's are currently in the shop at Paige's having a "Beach Party".  In February.  Decked out in shorts and sunglasses, the works.

          Yay, you guys all get a recap of my weekend now!  Suckers.

          On Saturday, I got up at the crack of 10, and was promptly whisked away to the farm- [Yes, Everyone, THE FAAAAARM!] -and cleaned all day.  Dusting, vaccuming, and [gag] cleaning out the fridge.  For that, I had a method:  First, wipe off the thickest layer with a rag and then scrub the thinner layer underneath.  My only entertainment was juggling with a Bender Ball that the people had left at the house.  My mom tackled the downstairs.  She wore one of those surgical masks because the basement really was that bad.

          Sunday...  Is now.  I'm at Paige's.  See you all tomorrow.  Eh, crazy weekends of mine!

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