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I passed a pill bug that was stuck on its back, and without thinking, I bent over and flipped him. If it could talk, it would have probably thanked me, but I felt really good about it anyway. That’s why I think I should be the next president of the United States.

The name's Tim. Nice to meet you, maybe.

I play guitar, sing silly songs, write stuff, draw shitty pictures and make people on the Internet mad on a professional level. I drink a lot of tea and write letters to pen pals. I also think about death a lot.

I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight. I’m much too excited for tomorrow.

My dad’s going up north to teach, which means he won’t be at his apartment, which means there’s nothing stopping me from leaving my mom’s and watching the place for him, and eating all his food, and walking around naked yelling Raconteurs and They Might Be Giants in every room, and more pooping with the door open, and super fast wifi so I don’t have to wait for porn to load, and no TF2 lag, and I might drink one of his beers so don’t tell him please, and the best part is…

I’ll be all by myself. Just me, for an entire weekend, doing whatever the hell I want. I can walk to the mall, or any store surrounding his apartment. The movie theater is literally right across the street.

It’s gonna be heaven.

I should leave a whole bunch of notes around his apartment from when he comes back. I bet he’d get a kick out of that.

So excited so excited so excited.

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