Feeling: betrayed
Listening to: snoring
Reading/Watching: Duty and Desire, by Pamela Aidan

I hate when I start out a lovely day and something small and stupid happens to make it instantly shitty.

I really shouldn't satisfy my curiosity about his computer. Every time I open a random file on his desktop, I should receive some sort of electric shock as a warning.

...never mind, I don't want to give details right now.

It's Saturday, and that's good, and he leaves tomorrow for a month in Mississippi. That's probably good too.

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