A broken foot, an out of control house, letters from the city saying the old mattress in my dump trailer is a public nuisance and I will be fined unless I remove it forth with, despite the trailer having a flat tire and the ground being covered in ice and snow.
But K and I have had the last two Friday nights out together, and she initiated it both times.
So maybe life isn't completely shitty.
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