My bad on not updating, I haven't even been that busy.
110. Jan. 30: I slept in a tent inside. To get more specific, someone's living room.
Lizzie's birthday party was themed sort of like a camp-out, so we slept in a tent in her living room, and we had a fire, and we ate burgers. We also watched Space Jam, Wild Wild West, and decorated cupcakes. Due to some sort of vendetta everyone was holding against me, nobody saw the true beauty of my cupcakes. And thanks to the fire, I'm now doing extensive laundry, because everything I brought to Lizzie's reeks of smoke.
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