I’m on my way to a doctor’s appointment I’m nervous about. Is there anything worse than that, really? I do not think so. This particular event, I’ve put off for THREE YEARS.

Then, what will probably be my last visit to/night spent in the house where Beaker and I lived together. First time Miss Budina won’t be there.

Another week, another emotional wringer.

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