500-ish.
I had to wait in for a table to be delivered.
I’ve also cracked the screen on my laptop.
The cat that’s supposed to be litter trained shit in the house.
Working on a short story about an old man with Alzheimer’s. I’m using it as procrastination from the novel. Novels eat your brains out.
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