well the dog isnt stinky any more; my dad FINALLY gave him a bath (after like 4
days of him smelling like this)
but (not as horrible) now my Gundam model is going to arrive right before
school tomorrow! (note: when a Gundam model arrives at my house I build it
IMMEDIATELY unless I dont have time to, in which case I keep thinking about the
model and lose concentration; if it arrives before school I'll be unable to do
any work)

I just know my high grade Maxter will arrive tomorrow right before school!
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"OH, MY GOD!! SOMEBODY PUT SHIT IN MY PANTS!!!!!!!"