i dunno.
last night after the store closed, patty let me make grandpa a bear. in WWII, his unit was called the polar bears, because during WWI, they had been stationed way up north. so i made a polar bear in camouflage. grandma liked it.
What do you even /do/ when you have two friends who had a fight? I want to remain supportive of /both/ of them and remain neutral, but one of them is…
fuck you too, fate. Once again, you went out of your way to say i'm never allowed to be excited for anything or happy at all. thanks. no fuck you.
Welp. Made an appointment to talk to my manager tomorrow to get into detaily type things. Happy, davitant? Now stop harassing me. :P