I was told my car would be done today. Its not done yet, not sure when it will be.
I've been waking up at 6 am every day, for no reason -- even though I go to bed at 1 or 2. Needless to say, I'm tired.
Just found out that my dear friend Nick was hit by a Suburban while riding his bicycle in San Francisco. He went through the windshield, and apparently its a miracle that he's alive. He'll be in the hospital for at least a week, will need reconstructive surgery, and massive amounts of physical therapy.
Pray for Nick, please.
Not usually a fan of Mondays. Definitely not a fan of this particular one.
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but you mum bought you a plane ticket today. That's a happy thought!
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