My plan to write in people's journals and respond to comments fell through. My apologies.
I ate two apple pies and now everything is upside down.
My mom wants to have lunch tomorrow at my apartment. It's a shambles. A sty.

I don't think I can make it reasonably clean in time.
I'm exhausted. Overworked, underpaid, and sick.
My head aches. I feel like I'm...
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