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Dad and Craig will be here soon. My room's looking cleaner than it's looked in days. Bed could still use a bit of work, but that's no big deal. Burnout Revenge when they get here, mwahahahaha.

I am not looking forward to taking that test tomorrow. I've lost all interest in it. The impish part of me's already scheming, hehe. I get like this when I don't want to go to work (though not with this job, since the job's not really irritating). I start thinking, "Okay, what am I going to tell Mom when she gets home? Maybe I should just make sure I'm asleep when she gets here, or fake it." At least it's close by this time. It's at Brooklyn Tech high school. I'm finally getting a location that's not in Manhattan somewhere. Ten minute ride on the G, and I'm there. Too bad it's the weekend. I'd go visit Tax. I need to do that eventually. I never think about it. I have a feeling when I do it, it'll be because I have to or I'll never see them again. XD; Wonder if Tas is still there. I'd love to see her, but I hope she's not there anymore, that she's gotten that promotion to Investigator.

I love this song so much. First song I played perfectly.