Everything I HAD to do is done, so that's good.
Ignore that last post. The letter ended up pretty confrontational because I am tired and didn't want to stare at it for another hour, so I got mad at it and just ended it. :D
I'd never need to be that brusque... parents always love me. I don't know why, but they love to have their daughters bring me home.
I vote I sleep standing up through work. I'm realizing I've only slept two good hours in the last three, three-and-a-half days.