Enter Jory.
So do you remember my aunt that’s been on life support for like 6 weeks, well she’s finally passed away. Lets go to the funeral.
Me: Ok, no problem we’ve been expecting this, we’ll just make the arrangements and go. When do we need to leave by?
J: Tuesday.
Yikes.
Did I mention that Friday deadline? Did I mention I have a FULL class at the store tonight? How about my project that’s due on Saturday?
Watch me get food poisoning.
1 comment:
This is where your VERY talented mother comes in. Use her. Don't let her snow you. Dump whatever you need on her, she can handle it. God will help. Trust me. No, Him.
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