My sister, and the friends she's recently reconciled with (perhaps because she now has a car) are designing t-shirts on the living room computer. She was asking me about printer t-shirt paper yesterday. It all makes sense now.

All I can hear is two freshman girls laughing and giggling and my dad's comments. I have no clue what's going on in there or what they're printing up. I'm more than a bit curious though.

I may have found a new scheme to make money, but my first attempt at it failed miserably. Through this attempt however, I found used copies of my favorite books, meaning the ones that are torn up from three years of being carried around in a backpack can either be retired or remain there, depending on if I want to use their replacements for the backpack or my bookshelf. I've come to realize that more often than not my ideas are far more genius than they are successful.

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