half of that stuff, that is not even food, is not even mine anyways-like the hotsauce, vodka, bbq sauce-thats all dylans. i am left with apples and clementines, people, like i said before. the carton of OJ is not even open yet, so i think that will be ok...anyways, i am just going to starve until...HES HERE!!
ok he totally came while i was literally in the middle of that last sentence..hence the capitals in a frenzy to answer the door ha anywho, he was able to fix it, the compressor or w/e and now it's just a waiting game for it to get cold again. back in business here!! off to go grocery shopping now.
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